Now momma told me be careful who you love
I know people had it worse, but i had it bad enough
I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters
Muslims bombed their own people, y’all just made it worse,
And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers
But i'll do it first for the better or worse
Y'all can get it (it really doesn't matter nigga)
Educate yourselves, of africa
(lay back, get it big, can i live?)
Call the network dipset family ties
From the first verse it just gets worse/
When they twist and talk with they fingers
Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga
Try 'cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (huh?)
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