Joey Starr bad boy

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Say hello to the bad boy
Look at the flames in my iris
Burn under my lyrics
We grew up together, we built together
And your fucking selfishness burned the together
What are you leaving, I don't care who do you think you are
You're not Jordan
Go meow somewhere else, that doesn't mean anything to me, I'm not a fan
We had a moral contract something that you broke down
I haven't moved since the time
I carry around this damn bulletproof
I was born and I will die like a guy who is always in trouble
I was born in a hurry and I am the boss of scandalz
The height for my people for my people your label
While for you what matters is your face and the sorrel
You little guy the dark side of screwing your mother
Stop or I'll get lost
Say hello to the bad boy ( x3)
Look at the flames in my iris
Burn under my lyrics
Is there a way to talk to the loser
You idiot, your lobes are too frozen to throw me away
Go weigh yourself Jo la pointe, you're a little late
Let go, let go of the product
Uh, I think you're going astray
You're just a bike pump
You live in the Gyneco colon
You smell, you stink, you eat his shit nigga
But I always saw you scratchy
It's only in your head that you are robber
You're just background noise
Who thinks they're setting the record straight
When you piss me off, I'll fuck you
When I fuck you you say "I know, I know"
"Burn under my lyrics"
Move on the carpet, you're not up to the task
Here to hold the pavement you don't need pointer balls
Chorus
Super Naj
But who do you think is making these snakes swallow?
To be what you do is to do what you have
Nothing hate me, a truck full of it is drowned again
Keep believing that I'm driving a jet set
You're going to end up naked, with your face in pieces
You're confusing appearing with being "Burning under my lyrics"
Normal you're the disciple and I'm the master
You want to clash Gorgon
Dry your eyes buy yourself some testosterone
You're just a noodle cutter
With lard under the wick
Little whore little whore goes back to the nursery
Better one truth than two lies little whore
I insulted your mother but it’s your mother that’s an insult

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