Testo No Popcorn

Three, two, one (Let's go)

Ordeals make more mills
'Cause the hip hoppers adore thrills
Even though they done scored kills war still tore feels, of the mom and daddies
Not for drills it ain't poppin' with me nor will orville
Mutiny, street soldiers on a shootin' spree
You can be, rappin' and rabuking he crashin' and a- -busing we just poking fun on a looping beat, watch a thug
Get loose then heat 'cause on line he can't take the public scrutiny
This ain't back in the days my friend
Now you just can't rap and bust hate like then
Now you get yanked, packin' ya face like dentist
The blick paints, splattin' ya, plagued by sin
This bomboclaat can't come ya squad
You can't control the fan foolery or the entourage
The Dot thorns the Crodie, now they got horns to show me
I ain't like these other rappers posting popcorn emojis

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