I can taste the salt from my tears
A mother serving time in the years
Like a thousand needles
Is there any love
The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay
Like a painting on display thousand words no say
Eight thousand years have gone by and yahyah's not quite so little,
I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol
The jiggas and the tips
Now fast forward a couple years
Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice
I was bitten by a dog in (two thousand and five)
She swallowing killa cause she love the taste
For a thousand years, the battle has been waged
You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though
Hustle from regis and kelly into the late show
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