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In Conclusion (Spose)

I be that broke motherfucker Maine's where I'm rappin' Better than these rappers But nobody buys my record What you don't like broke hova? You think that I'm more like a hoover Think that I suck, I don't give a fuck You can go ahead hit me with a low blow like a tuba I don't toot my horn but, I blew a creek like McGrubber I didn't get a lex like luther And I went hard 'til my legs looked fuscia Used to want to beat king koopa Now all I want to beat is the beats and the freak In the mirror When the demon appears, I have seen my fears I could be that loser! Even if it ment quitting reefer Stop staying high like a roof So you youtube my maneuvers You can see my as a mover, rapper, producer At the computer, ha! With a fender straped and a pen that's black Trying to prove I'm super While the bass line barks in the woofers Track liers Trains coming for you goobers The fat lady is singing notes And ringing of her foopa I suggest you find a cougar Find a way to doop her Into thinking that she's demi moore and you are Ashton Kutcher Because you're fucked otherwise Otherguys Besides reconsider these rhymes lulibyes Sleep tight fuckers! P... Dank I'm from where we don't celebrate soccer wins Witk a broke contrast, with the obulant Most on blassed for profidin While the folks shit cups on the block cement Marriages on the rocks again Mom looking for a paps again Kids witniced all arguments Now they losing trist when you talk to them Oh shit quick bring a doctor in We're gonna need facebook and some oxygene STAT... (EEEH) Bring it back We got spray tanned children Abandoned buildings Kids stay still cause the cancer killed em I'll keep moving 'till I'm handing millions And I ride 'till I crash all kind of zillgince Teachers broke but the man get millions Or rather Techers broke but the man get quadrillions Cause the man stay drillin' We got children, in Buildings, with ceilings, that's cracked While Villians got Villas, their chillin' is wack But thats the earth, dig in, or get in the dirt You got one ear that works Could be worse! So if there really is a big fluffy Jesus Tell him let's get weeded I know he's got connections Texting, look ryan peters' needed I'm speaking it's like I'm bleeding Flames like flames pleedin' I came to change games It's lame to blame demons Proclaim the lame evenings Ticket breaks heathen I seize this beat screaming I steam while peeps leaving The trees creek I sleep near my family The devil ain't a fantasy I know she wants to dance with me