Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress
What we gotta do to survive
It´s the battle of life
The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop
Whatever half-assed ballad that you'll leave here to rot,
Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill
And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still
My garage full of cars that bounce
Thanks to you, d p s drowns!
I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
Hoping that nobody don't notice
Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does
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