Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got
No matter what type or hype it got, i never stop
Like being garbage some type of disease
Your words no longer increase
I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end
No need to feel bad and repent
No need to stop and swerve
I still got haters
You have no more words for me
To them it's just a story
Feel like i’m movin' backwards
No grief into these words
Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house
Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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