Learned to pocket pick, learned to keep the pot at a real nice temp
Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend
Never let a nigga disrespect yo set, and if he do don't fret
Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set
Just call up dr. rza, ask em how to break a neck. . .for science
Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips
My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings
Overrules and real cruel to a race that was bullied for 55 years
Til they time come, and that time's up
It's not making sense to you right now but
Its not a game, ain't no cheat codes,
This is oh so much like getting votes
Ya never thought to think that ya son would be gon' from two
So anything do is everything to you
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