This is boss day and the only words for critics.
Are you can fool them but can’t fool the British.
None of the time, I be runnin the rhymes, like B. Sanders out the backfield.
Some of the time, lookin for the hole like which one imma find? You act ill
I pass highway patrol a hundred and nine like this a track field.
Then let’m pull me over like, I got fast wheels.
And I aint goin to court I’ll pay the ticket here.
He just want a autograph like, what a way to switch the gears.
He like, say Jus, where were you goin a different year?
I’m like, had to get my !@#$%^&* outta dodge they was trippin there.
So I disappeared, you can check the trunk, It’s just a chair.
And a couple of bottles of that good !@#$%^&*, listen here.
You can have one if you want, take it home to the wife.
They cost a couple of pay checks but this is life.
You did a great job don’t worry bout the price.
Thank you officer I have to go, good night.

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