I know about us white people and all the evil we've done,
Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son
A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church
So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge
Fighting like some kinda u.f.o sighting...stir up the
Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga
#smelly to the #feet, #fleet, #fighting to #defeat
Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed
In this industry that kicked us about in the streets
On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets
I got my wife, so fuck the ring
But im sick of the fighting
And now it's clear as this promise
The prophets inside us
Stubborn hiding under the covers, this fighting and writing is what makes us brothers
Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse
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