And reeled in all the children, lured em into the building and killed em
Everybody know me like the contra code for extra men
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
You're insane? you're putting bullets in my barain and i still aint dying
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
Gangstas dying from day to day
And she gon let it loose, hey
I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,
Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook
Suffering and pain is what keeps me awake at night
Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side
Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts
Suffering from multiple doses of psychosis mama said i need a diagnosis
These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference
Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens
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