And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying
And getting money is the song i sing
You're uncool like my mother kin
And i'll enjoy your suffering,
Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle
Killing men women and children day after day murdering in every way, the shits unimaginable,
You're insane? you're putting bullets in my barain and i still aint dying
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
Well its the pain and suffering that's stabbing me with a knife
No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys
Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues
Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//
But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen
The innocent children, driven in the wrong division
Stop the suffering and discomfort and try to take reign,
The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again
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