"Chris reeves, in his grave, ya homie, turn turn
Im the debating, utilating the lady
You been waiting for shady and Fifth
Aint no duplicating it baby
There’s a baby in the dryer, there’s a torso in the washer
I think it might even belong to Porsha when I tossed her
Arms and legs in the garabge cuz the rest of her I lost her
Her head is in the disposal with Jessica’s, I squashed her
And put her through the ringer and hung her over the wash tub"
50 killed it with his first vers too



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