I'm from a place if you got beef, you let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick, by me name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it, I'm certified (What?)
Three flockies in the Wocky, got like thirty-five
Why'd you put them bullets in your gun?
You're not prepared to ride
We all wanna shoot, when it's time, we let the worker drive
Jump out, f**k a drive-through, you get your burger fried
I don't wanna hear about no bootings if he nearly died
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"Yo, that guitar solo gave me the chills and Mazza_l20's lyrics hit close to home. Listening to her story made me realize we all go through tough times. She's a tough chick for pushing through that pain."