Unabomber
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Unabomber
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Yea,
Fresh off the mother fuckin-
Broadcast, and I'm here! -fuego
Nigga, yea, hey
Uh, it's happening fast
Yea, uh
I told niggas on the low, they ain't hear it though
Boy that man in the mirror, is a miracle
Ay wipe your face, momma told you no more tears will flow
We eating better than we was a few years ago
Send you western union on my payday
A week later it's mayday
So you return the favor
We stay afloat like some sailors
Bill collectors blowing us up
They could'ntfade us
Bitch I made strait As go ahead and try to degrade us
Haters-
But this ones funny
Man one year later I was on them phones collecting money
A lesson from me-everybody got a story dog
Unfortunately learned I can't do nothing for you do
I'm trynna run the whole game like a morning jog
With hits like a porno blog
Not hoping out the shower to make 10 dollars an hour
Ain't judging, No
To each is own
You pay your bills to raise your kids inside a decent home
More power to you
But a message to you
Fuck niggas!
I hope your kids grow up and never want to fuck with you
This punk nigga knock up two hoes at the same time
And told us nigga, they were lying, dog they ain't mines
That's cold blooded but ain't nothing new
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Same old, fuck it though
What's up with you?
If you make it this far listening without skipping
Then I got to show love
Don't worry I'm just venting
The late night thoughts of a nigga on a mission
And I rock my girl to sleep in missionary position
Tuck that ass in and then I went and grab pen-
And then you have it
Word flowing like magic
It's truly accurate
You niggas posing like some hoes up in a beauty pageant
Nobody touching me it's like I got the cooties rapping
Remember when we called niggas African booty scratchers?
Yea that was random but man so is life
You grab your needles grab your thread and hope you sew it right
I find myself fiening for a spot to go at night
Where the liquor flowing steady and the hoes polite
The fast lane make me reminisce on slowing life
The Unabomber blowing up over night
Boom!
Ay yo it's happening fast
I said it's happening fast
All the drama that I had to get past
Will it last
Or will it past? -Just as quick as it came
Hoes knowing my name
Dog fucking with fame
I pray to God it won't change
But even if it don't most niggas look at you strange
But I guess I can't complain
Ay man it's happening fast
I said it's happening fast
I said it's happening fast
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Who performs "Unabomber"?
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