Astro travel
Round' the world
Like Quasimoto
Everywhere I go
These rappers suck
They are some Hoto's
Oh no
Need to see that shit again
In slow-mo
Look real closely
You can see that was low blow
Smoking solo dolo
Chomping on a churo
Looking real fat
Like I'm hanging out
With Cho-Cho (Akamichi)
Stay on
The low, low
Ringer off
Like Froto
But back to the topic
I'm still rapping
Bout' these bozos
Spent a whole check
For the gold
On his tooth
Now he broke as shit
So go smoke yo booth
Stop living lies
It cost more than
The truth
You're more See-Dan
And less two door Coop
We see the shit you whipping
In the back of the lot
Got us feeling bad
Cause' you bragging a lot
The main ones talking
Don't have it a lot
So I'm rocking on stage
Just grabbing my cock
Because I'm just the man
That gravity forgot
Spaceship cruising
Don't planet, just rock
7-1-3
Got the rags on my top
Still my sunny days rain
You can't see drop
Some things you don't understand
Some things you never plan
Some things just never end
Some times you have to be a man
Truth
The Truth
Sitting sideways
Like them boys'
In the days
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