I'm that extreme, so haters complain
That beautiful girls and parties are lame
Party with bitches that throw parties too much
You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge
College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,
I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease
Let me dress you up as a school girl and rape ya,
Our children must be taught, of africa
You know i don't wear a rubber
I got something you've been waiting for
Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress
I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death
This is hip hop for today
Wear that diamond and rep it all day
Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends
Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends
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