Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time
Thanks to you, d p s drowns!
In 2 to 6 hours
The outline which you n****s out dated
So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that
So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
It´s the battle of life
We hustle to survive
I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease
And if we don't we'll have a race of babies
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