1982 – fuck ya lyfestyle lyrics
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[verse 1:]
i had roaches in my toaster , so gross you wanna throw up
my mom fl!cked the sh+t off the bread , and told me grow up
i still ate it , eyes lit like las vegas ,grew up on government help
still famous , drug money run in my veins like the >sl!cker dude ❓❓<
my crew stomps rappers to death , go head pick a shoot
i don't care if you're 5 ft. or you're 7'2" , make a spectacle outta your face with the heckler dude