Kraazy Man!
Everybody put the middle finger in the air
The enemies reaching and the brothers falling
L.B. is back
The town of the devil
Yeah
Everybody reaching the crazy L.B.
Pretty brother on the same now
The haters are some bitches but i'm payin em
They be looking crazy as fuck like eminem
This town is crazy as fuck with no shamer
New rappers are coming like the new rapers
FFR shit was good but no banger
Lulis went to the bitches and is lamer
Blonde ass girls i hate them
Looking pretty fake man that's a shame
You can talk shit about me
Call l.b. in the parties that's a scene
New bitches be turning the lit
And i try to be friendly but that's mean
So welcome to the pound town, make your pitch now
When i come back to this shit, i'm really geek
Playing with my brothers on the trick
Running from the pretty love cause i'm real
Not like that fake bitch that want a dick
I gotta call about this prick
She did some stuff inside the lick
Turned my mind into a stick
I guess she's just a fat shit
My friends went to fakes
Am i going crazy or is this just how it stays
Bitches shut the fuck up
Shoutout to layne
So welcome to the city of the fakes
Once upon a time we played games
But now this is the estate of mind of the shame
You call about the old friends i hate them
But now i made blackhawk games
Who's better than this name
Forget the school cause they fake
Nobody talking to me what a disgrace
I guess i should mute a new trend
Nice to meet you L.B.
The enemies reaching and the brothers falling
L.B. is back
The town of the devil
Yeah
Everybody reaching the crazy L.B.
Pretty brother on the same now
The haters are some bitches but i'm payin em
They be looking crazy as fuck like eminem
This town is crazy as fuck with no shamer
New rappers are coming like the new rapers
FFR shit was good but no banger
Lulis went to the bitches and is lamer
Blonde ass girls i hate them
Looking pretty fake man that's a shame
You can talk shit about me
Call l.b. in the parties that's a scene
New bitches be turning the lit
And i try to be friendly but that's mean
So welcome to the pound town, make your pitch now
When i come back to this shit, i'm really geek
Playing with my brothers on the trick
Running from the pretty love cause i'm real
Not like that fake bitch that want a dick
I gotta call about this prick
She did some stuff inside the lick
Turned my mind into a stick
I guess she's just a fat shit
My friends went to fakes
Am i going crazy or is this just how it stays
Bitches shut the fuck up
Shoutout to layne
So welcome to the city of the fakes
Once upon a time we played games
But now this is the estate of mind of the shame
You call about the old friends i hate them
But now i made blackhawk games
Who's better than this name
Forget the school cause they fake
Nobody talking to me what a disgrace
I guess i should mute a new trend
Nice to meet you L.B.
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