It was all a dream, I used to read word up magazine

So I'm not putting heavy D up in the magazine

Hang your pictures on my wall

Every Saturday, rap, attack, miss the magic money more

I let my tape rock to my tape rock

Smoking weed and beer, boo, sippin' on crime stop

Way back when I had the ready like Lumberjack

With the act of mass

Remember rapping, dude

You got hard, got hard, you never got the hit, huh

We take it this far

Now I'm in the limelight, cuz I'm wrong type

Time to get paid, blood walks like the world trade

Bones in up, the emphasis of the winner

Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner

He's the raw jeep, crucy-feet, get the bring

Bulk, mass, the flex, love, fun, star, speed

Alright, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to cancass

Episode number three, Fitty

I'm your host, GPD here in Tokyo, Japan

And of course, we are joined by a man

Who's a lot more interested in lunchables than wearables

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