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Papoose (rapper)( Shamele Mackie )
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Versace
Versace, Versace
You fake and you phony, you corny man honestly
The first one to wear it was Biggie,
You ain't from the burrough, that's mockery (Brooklyn)
Run up on you niggas with truggers and killers like this is a robbery
Sit on the side of me while it's forbidden
You trippin and we want a written apology
Giani Versace was murdered in front of his house in Miami
Allegedly Angel Kunan had murdered him in front of his property
You rappers be talkin bout Illuminati, don't know the philosophy
The gods protected us back in the day, see we had the prophecy
Bringin that rappin to people who really controlling the state in the hold of a colony
Got rid of money, it's funny that every transaction they havin is done electronically
They throw us in jail, won't give us a bail, say we the minority
But we take up most of the population up there, we the majority
See you would acknowledge Versace but you won't acknowledge the poverty
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Simple and plain, these niggas is lame
They trickin yo brain, it's all technology
These labels is giving you 3-60 deals cuz you the commodity
Rich getting richer, the poor getting poorer
And that's just the fuck away of the economy
I said they may never, you got a way better chance hittin the lottery
Grew up with gorillas, you grew up on Twitter, don't care if you follow me
Bustin you open, I'm throwin and hoping that none of your blood don't trip on my wallabies
Raven attack, I'm taking respect like Raekwon is chef, I speak criminology
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Speakin of talk I'm the king of New York, you a cheap common copy
20-14 the queen returns, you bitches is boxies
I'm gonna give er me more than a baby and no one can stop me
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