Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine
Me and you just need to talk a bit
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today
Try rising to the level of aj, i'm now in my heyday
Don’t wanna have me then somebody will
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Where i from, it get cold
S queezys very bold
Her tits are fucking small
Baby, let me give you a call
Suck her neck before i eat her like she's breakfast
Should read the small print here's a small hint,
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