Cheeks feeling flaccid but you need it for your habit
Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit
I’ll kick only motherfuckers butt.
And the governor couldn’t give one fuck
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck
And it was nothing to you but hands on my butt
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck
Next thing i know is, theres a gaping hole in my butt,
They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
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