A country preachin' ideals of all breeds of people bein' equal
Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal
From a third world country to a star in the booth
From where they take them old beats and turn em into news
Tell them niggas they sleeping
I believed in a higher being.
Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)
A coward dies a thousand deaths
To being a being and beating the back roads and being it
Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
Too smart to die for a country that dont love me
Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
A ph.d in being dumb, my dream girl. my only one
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