And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one
And the impact of these actions, a moral atlas assassin
Get ya head bust
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Ya your right, i actually played the assassin
Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one
Hold on to the now, cuz i know sex be changing everything
I pull out the creed but right before i started reading
Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Hands on the pump, makem jump when its cocked backfuckem all they're bitches inside a world of weak
You look like a hallucination from speed, a rejected breed, victim of an pro's creed/
Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
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