Creds To Pandita

due to high demand I'm back 
and betta
thanks pandita
but u can't beata
you'll never be like me
you're just gonna have to wait and see
you're just a wannabe 
watching ma every move
creepin on me like a slalka

I be spittin bare bars on da street
you peasants cant handle da heat
standin dere wiv ma fresh creps
nike air max 95 
bet u wish u aint alive
I'm done
adios chicos
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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December 14, 2025 at 6:54 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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