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Bigs Gavino is a dullard, that's correct because he's f*cking stupid
Argument concluded, our friendship is now ruined

You listened to an Australian, you're a damn doofus
I hate your guts and your thought process is putrid

A 90s style rapper, huh? that's some bluff
Biggie would roll in his grave if he heard that stuff

We were cool together, you were somebody I could trust
But then that sh*thead had to go and mess it up

You listened to a liar and my respect for you caught fire
Who is he, the town crier? The situation wasn't dire

He had to conspire some bullsh*t to turn you over
You treat him as a highflier and treat me like a pushover

For your faggotry, he worked as a goddamn amplifier

I'm sorry man, but you're the one who made me salty
I think you need to get it checked out because your brain is faulty

Let's go about this smoothly, relaxing jazz and what not
Oh who am I kidding, my yelling resonates like a gunshot

The guilt hit me like a booster shot, dude
Tell me now, what the hell did I do to you?

I hit you with the mac and I hit you with the dez-e
When your idiocy comes around, it feels sort of heavy
My words flow a-plenty, smooth like cooked spaghetti
Yet I can never be steady because the end of this makes me all sweaty