Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back
For the life i had to live/ have a dad , but he was black/
Good deeds count for nothing and there's more to life than fucking,
If we ain't fucking for the moment then we doin' nothing
But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love
Ma rap is my life, life is livin, to get through the hurdles,
A nice guy, trying to get by, on the outside filled with life
Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive
Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend
Cause understand life brothers cause there ain't nothing to be feared
But what happens when that only life you know starts to shatter?
And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her
Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips
Always tried to think positive, like when life gives you lemons
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