Fact Check
NoPhilter
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Fact check, I'm verified I've been dope, since 85 Like group sex, when your sterilized Im here to bust, I don't care to lie I'm number 33 in LA Back in 88 Glasses on my face It's game 7, I'm here to play An I brought the hooks, here to save the day Like, Please Somebody pass the trees I just need to smoke Like most people need to breath I'm all about the green But Denise keeps calling me And Im all about that bitch Like I've embodied Charlie Sheen Please Tell me, What the f*ck happend She don't really get it, got no passion Now I'm stabbing, all about action Getting more booty than I ever could imagine Feeling like I'm wilt when I'm running through magnums I ain't even braggin But I know a hundred different girls That could tell you what I'm packing Feeling like I'm a low life In nice cloths an a bow tie I could reach out and touch a star But I'm off a bar and I'm so high Can't move my arms or control my mind Like I'm cramped up and it's Kobe time We're down 8 in the final game Watching Ben Wallace, destroy the vibe No lies, no apologies I'm so high, off of broccoli I'm a Low Life, Philosophically Want more wife's than Socrates Wanna be a bitch? You can be a bitch That's fine with me but You gotta leave If the police come, I've got to run That's not my gun and you don't know me Sonic Boom You can't f*ck with this Got mulla on medulla And I'm taking hostages Sonic boom Diamonds on my wrist Dollars on my oblongata I don't wanna Bitch But, Please Somebody pass the trees I just need to smoke Like most people need to breath I'm all about the green But Denise keeps calling me And Im all about that bitch Like I've embodied Charlie sheen I don't gotta lie tried to swallow my pride But I choked cause I never got to chew it up right Feeling like I'm out here, loosing my mind But I'm always at battle with the demons inside Now the police calling me, telling me comply But they don't really get I've been a felon all my life So I'm dodging one time getting ghost every night And I'm swinging in sight like a Mayweather fight I need a bad bitch on the naughty list With a tatted body An soggy lips With a fat ass, seen front to back That can ride the dick through the apocalypse I want to dip but it's hard to skip This town that I live cause I've got some kids I'm a grown ass man with abandonment Issues And I don't want to pass them shits As a kid I lived in a medicine cabinet Life full of Trama ya'll can imagine Poped pre-scrips just to deal with the madness It didn't really help, it was more like a bandage Now my depression is more like a cancer It eats me up but I don't have the answers Lost my insurance, Immersed in the laughter If life is a joke then I'm Kevin hearts bastard Sonic Boom You can't f*ck with this Got mulla on medulla And I'm taking hostages Sonic boom Diamonds on my wrist Dollars on my oblongata I don't wanna Bitch But Please Somebody pass the trees I just need to smoke Like most people need to breath I'm all about the green But Denise keeps calling me And Im all about that bitch Like I've embodied Charlie sheen
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