So rather follow the path of righteousness which is the mighty god
I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk
Bitch please, not a line rhymed, metaphors half assed, and the subject,
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject
But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left
This is the way in which
And she stripping, go to college
I'm hoping i'm ropin' the trojan
This is the truth that has been spoken
Have the same effect as a deadly disease stat
Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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