Putting brain tumors
on chain rumors
medieval swinging my mic
rocking suede puma's
mad flavors
like I lived under the rainbow
just ask my neighbors
original old schoolers
who stay getting that paper
and still know the name
cause I don't change
fuck that rap shit
I rearrange the lyrical
endure the pain physical
ask for it and receive it
like the Domino effect
best believe it
right or wrong lyrically
I will still breathe the air
cause I need it
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