Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time
Grits chopped off for the love and affection
Look, i got no time for that type of connection
Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill
And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Spend the night with me, we'll talk and
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
Everybody witnessed tombstone by taker and 2f5's by brock the baker
But folks just look at ‘em and stare, like they’re holding mac 10’s,
Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress
S queezys very bold
Women front, they get its cold
Don’t wanna have me then somebody will
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
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