Riot

Riot - Tom MacDonald

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Even if I never made a dollar again, I'm blessed

Never stop giving 'em bops, white 'Pac in the flesh, oh yes

Shovel rocks on my coffin, call the cops if I'm dead, no stress

Hundred thousand fans coming to cut off your head, slow death

Most illest singer, both middle fingers, throw 'em in the air

I don't care till I'm a ghost or I'm crippled

I ain't gon' chill, homie, sit down

I am still the biggest, who the bitch now?

I am independent, you are bitter and pathetic