[Verse 1]
Just shy of a child when I signed I wasn't s'posed to know
What I know now what I won't let go
When I was as close to selling my soul
Call it what you call it, but me I saw it up close
Shit, you ain't independent 'less you on your own
And now I ain't into selling shit that I don't own
And you can go to hell with it if you don't think I know
I'm worth more than twenty bones, plenty mo'
It'll be in my memory when I get this dough
What I have to let a legend let 'em know?
That's not enough for 'em, I have to settle for [?]
Devilish approach, take on eventual tone
[?] could be mental [?]
More detestable, undigestible
Gets archaic, invite the block, let 'em have a show
They all payin', they all watch
Invest what I make back into the car wash
The laundromat, I guess you could call it that
Ain't done 'til we rid of all the bad apples in the [Apple graduate's undergrads?]
Mad ain't go to college, ask what I woulda done with that
Fuck that, I'mma get a PhD off a rat
Be conceited with it, flashed at educated cats
A doctor with a doctorate talking my shit to a college class
[Chorus]
Revenge is a dish best served cold
So I wanna burn those turncoats
The irony of the words chose
Leave holes in 'em, not bulletholes, no
Torture 'em with Turkish gold, those
Who deserted [?]
Who [?] over there, yeah, woah
You shoulda heard the version they told
Just shy of a child when I signed I wasn't s'posed to know
What I know now what I won't let go
When I was as close to selling my soul
Call it what you call it, but me I saw it up close
Shit, you ain't independent 'less you on your own
And now I ain't into selling shit that I don't own
And you can go to hell with it if you don't think I know
I'm worth more than twenty bones, plenty mo'
It'll be in my memory when I get this dough
What I have to let a legend let 'em know?
That's not enough for 'em, I have to settle for [?]
Devilish approach, take on eventual tone
[?] could be mental [?]
More detestable, undigestible
Gets archaic, invite the block, let 'em have a show
They all payin', they all watch
Invest what I make back into the car wash
The laundromat, I guess you could call it that
Ain't done 'til we rid of all the bad apples in the [Apple graduate's undergrads?]
Mad ain't go to college, ask what I woulda done with that
Fuck that, I'mma get a PhD off a rat
Be conceited with it, flashed at educated cats
A doctor with a doctorate talking my shit to a college class
[Chorus]
Revenge is a dish best served cold
So I wanna burn those turncoats
The irony of the words chose
Leave holes in 'em, not bulletholes, no
Torture 'em with Turkish gold, those
Who deserted [?]
Who [?] over there, yeah, woah
You shoulda heard the version they told
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