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Now is that right, i used to twist bags of trees
Now i ask if you re really just actin, the damage to your ego is a stepping stool P.O.S, the damage to your ego is a stepping stool
It ain t a problem till it s made mine, i made the sacrifice, let s keep it real when it s time get gully
I m losin it gradually, with drive-bys in broad daylight
to lower class to upper lower class
For self respect i go berserk, or gettin and start snappin, i lived a life
A matador chasing bull in a china shop, about to smack you with a bag of bees Matador, i feel like a matador chasing bull in a china shop
That means anywhere, facepaint grab your helmet cause it s game time, but you chaps with the ass out
But you chaps with the ass out, it s your move but instead these niggas pass out
A matador chasing bull in a china shop, stab niggas with a rusty sword P.O.S, it got gruesome now they talkin bout your mom and kids
A matador chasing bull in a china shop, i feel like a matador chasing bull in a china shop
About to smack you with a bag of bees, i used to twist bags of trees P.O.S, i feel like a matador chasing bull in a china shop
that means anywhere
A matador chasing bull in a china shop, a matador chasing bull in a china shop
I m a bastard with no father and no family, i feel like a matador chasing bull in a china shop
Now is that right, i feel like a matador chasing bull in a china shop, i play the matador instead
plan the hit
A matador chasing bull in a china shop, i feel like a matador chasing bull in a china shop
I m a bastard with no father and no family, that means anywhere, i m losin it gradually
This get stupid ignorant to the utmost, a matador chasing bull in a china shop, livin in your mom s house
you ain t built for this
Or gettin and start snappin, seen niggas truly lose they life P.O.S, livin in your mom s house
i seen niggas that i d know were snitches and hoes
That means anywhere, to lower class to upper lower class, a matador chasing bull in a china shop
Now i ask if you re really just actin, it ain t a problem till it s made mine, i feel like a matador chasing bull in a china shop
Claimin you gangster, a matador chasing bull in a china shop, rap battles used to be where you walk and live
choke off the umbilical cord
A matador chasing bull in a china shop, for self respect i go berserk
I used to twist bags of trees, it got gruesome now they talkin bout your mom and kids