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 Steppin on cracks
You aint shit but bad luck, take a left
Never mind, man, come with me for a sac 
We can have sex, chill out, smoke a sack
Try to understand that yo new man wack, he a sad
Make you drip drip down from a bat 
She could take dick like she fat 
Youve been riding round on flats 
I can tell by the way you write yo raps 
Snakes dont come around, facts 
They attract to the lies and the racks 
If you keep it real, I keep it real back 
I keep it real, so she on my lap 
Drinking that yack, smoking a sack 
I put yo town in the map, gimme some that