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I might just have to say that this type of day makes me kind of gray
Not just 50 shades, more of black and white because they hate
On a n***a, like I'm the one who they daughter to f** with us
And if you racist s** a nut
I come from Arkham, where Skywalker is the villain
The dark knight is missing like religion, so you could say he Christian bailed
And if we go to hell, it isn't our fault
Blame it on the alcohol, s**, and d** that corrupted our thoughts
We tried corrupting the thots, but now they've gotten wiser
They control what we see, like a highlighted sun visor
If you ain't feeling these bars, you must be high off novacane
I'm hotter than the scars of Vader being lit with propane
Motherf**er, you Oedipus idiot
Saba could be witness when I say I'm on my PIVOT!
BOO YOU STINK!