Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
Charles manson in the flesh, i kill a nigga for the check
Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead
You haters put up your guards
Rebel without a cause, swag ray charles
And you believe when a rapper wan' be one
Fucking the game up, working magic with this johnson
In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because
Charles barkley, got the job, deadly shit, tnt forgiveness
Im malcolm sex, crazier than charles manson
Why me, i say it cause we number one
Crazy like charles manson, ride around with me you better hope your seatbelts
They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends
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