The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding
And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying
A dying dream, you even try in
Ten more depending on where wale going
Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive
I dont belive in marriages no children no wife
The innocent children, driven in the wrong division
Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done
And reeled in all the children, lured em into the building and killed em
And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again
Wars all the way, every day people suffering from food and water dearth,
One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers
Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens
Make my passion to critics ? backward opinions
Suffering from multiple doses of psychosis mama said i need a diagnosis
Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts
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