The spirit i had 'fore i go back to the same crap
From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab
Big tits and a big ass
Your life is a product of trash
Saw a bad bitch took her home and we fore played
Our vision never changed, we self made
Get in it so i gotsa warn ya fore i tore ya
Used to call me the african don dada
I woulda done anything for my own
Gaze, fore it's time for bastards to watch the throne/
Keep those rhymes tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt
And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard
And my name too big, and my gang too big
When i was 11 got the toolie thick
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