Feel The Burn
P-Tree
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Baby don't play me I'm clay but don't shape me up Très G hazy bud tasted in my sippy cup Full lace me up for racing My face twisted Make you trip And your pace switch up Takes me month To make a tape Cause I skip the mud Face me upfront Personal space means nothing When you got what I want First till the eighth of the month We stomping taking the funds We often hate to run Don't take me for some Reject My deadly effects Leave you wanting to pay respects But I can detect The fake in your step And so I'm making you wet Without bullets it's sweat You chump dump me the debt Quit wasting breath Tasting death surely Secure me the currency Certainly my first preference But if you got a fucking death wish I can grant I hand plant this maggot And dance ran through the bag again After him me swim up stream And up stream your content Onscreen so obscene You need a breather Hot is Peter How is he not You got deleted Treated like a comment You don't like Upon your blog this evening You need to stop leaning You need to start learning It ain't always easy But shit It's called fucking earning My fire never stop burning My world will never stop turning Not concerned with your squirming You worth what you give And you not worthy Burn him
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