.[Intro]
Griselda by Fashion Rebels
[Verse 1: Elzhi]
El don't hold punches, this that flying fists of fury
You wish I had no leg to stand on with no podiatrist to cure me
My life was like Eggs Benedict, crème brûlée to slam today
Tomorrow's lobster macaroni, cla.
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