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Dandruff, black tee's the canvas Bitches can't stand it at my school, they think I'm a fool They think I'm rancid, maybe it's true Goddammit, maybe I am, Pom Chow used to chewin' them crayons Favorite gang was them Yoohoo cans Bart Simpson was like my Guru man Now it's all about Homothugs the band Matter of fact, Homothugs' the fam Yo, you gay right? That's what everyone's askin' Back to the raps, you overrated in rappin' That's right, it's funny when people ignore me Cause y'all more fake than Bible stories Kill it in the cypher, get tribal glory Homo tribe run shit, got no rivals for me Don't believe in the Saint, ? odds And I ain't talkin' 'bout a gun when I say Colt 45 And hell yeah I got pride for N-Y But of course Simpson's gotta make everything ill die They basically kill anything that is fly Spendin' hours at a time to look like they didn't try Ruining everything from A-B-C to Bedstuy And this stupid recession, pops just got fired Oh I forgot, but they callin' it laid off New York's fucked up from Marrill Lynch to Madoff Cops give bullshit tickets, they get paid off That's post-Giuliani, just call it post-Adolf Hitler's takin' New York from summer to winter Tryin' to keep warm, sippin' on malt liquor Lip blister lack of chapstick, nawhattamean? Stay dirty, but forward the ass, come keep my dick clean And when I spit, people wish they was on this team Don't admit and some hate just cause I'm 16 Fuck 'em