Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
S queezys very bold
Women front, they get its cold
It´s the battle of life
Take her back to where i live
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time
It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
We don't believe you, you need more people
Babbling with no manners, singin' like anna, when she first sang to her sister
I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her
A thug niggas in tha house
Thanks to you, d p s drowns!
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