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Sean ***** - The Brokest Rapper You Know [Sean *****] It go, Frederick Douglas, Nat Turner Ku Klux Klan, big black burner Ashtray, cigarette butts Box cutter gem star, watch this nigga get cut Ten dollars, two tokens Friends hollerin', "Yo, what you smoking?" I reply with, "none of ya biz" It's father's day and I ain't get shit from none of my kids Listen, liquor store, let me get a fifth Weed spots, let me get a spliff Mad as hell, plus I'm frustrated Last album came out, you mother*****s hate it Rock solo, Ruck broke Here's a hundred dollars, what a *****ing joke Eviction notice, yo, I gotta go Album been out two months, ain't did a *****ing show Ruckus, you ruined, I put the barrel to my dome But what the ***** are you doing? Chill Found a new way to build ***** rap, started selling 2-ways and pills When the stomach growls, and the fridge there And you starving, and ya kid's there It's.... mother*****in' critical pa My pursuit of this rap, knew this straight trivial, pa Niggaz all pray loyal, til yet, they all jet When they *****in' with a four dollar royalty check And if you feel me, act like you know Sincerly yours, the brokest rapper you know, Sean P |