We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets
Powerplays and dice rollin at swim meets
The lyrics that he said in jest, his head is vexed/
Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest
You got me in a trance, please take off your pants
See the fuckin youts, rollin wid da fake ralph's//
He in bootcamp, you on food stamps
Ive been rollin with my hands
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,
Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold
We're loading up the tecs, getting vexed, keep the streets closed,
Livin in the 315 never rollin with ya
Educate yourselves, of africa
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