You all suck, like getting head from a dime I run up in em and, clutch em' if they tremblin' It's a rush like adrenaline, at a point break the joint
war pig Delinquent sinkin like a paper tugboat Well beneath your holiday Beached on a red tide infested shore corroding eastern seaboard beauty I'm a
thinking of you When the water froze over In a foreign land In a foreign town You prepare to go on a journey To pasture You said "Forever" It's a picture
you a slave and he gave you a bible 400 years gettin' our ass kicked By so-called christians and catholics But I watch 'em burn in a fire See I'm a g,
but a fashion show Get the devil do a one-eighty-seven and they won't, call me a nigga, when I get to heaven (They won't call me a nigga) (when I get
in I got what you need bitch, tell a friend to tell a friend Label me a hit, if a fiend need a fix or a bytch just need some good dick I got the (medicine
I hide with the Waltons Down South, the forty-four feela I'm a Dolo nigga, you a Polo nigga I'm an Uptown shopper, you a Soho nigga Westside highway running
that these jitterbug days I'm livin', Well, they won't last for all of us, But they'll last for a long summer night. I can feel the fire in her eyes
then I hide with the Waltons Down South, the forty-four feela I'm a Dolo nigga, you a Polo nigga I'm an Uptown shopper, you a Soho nigga Westside highway
a fashion show Get the devil do a one-eighty-seven and they won't, call me a nigga, when I get to heaven (They won't call me a nigga) (when I get to
a slave and he gave you a bible 400 years gettin' our ass kicked By so-called christians and catholics But I watch 'em burn in a fire See I'm a g, that
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