Zig zaggin' through the freeway: race me nigga!in a high speed chase with the law
I'm the last one u wanna clash with/i'll punch your little faggot jaw
Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense
Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts
Fuck, clean up on aisle six
Out of this coviction of feelings
Say a grown man can separate lust from love
Of which im not exactly proud of,
Thought of, cuz it's sort of...an addiction,
What up girl, tell me how you been
Of the book of your life
Inferior, but i'm nice
Because of my constant fear of being betrayed
I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait
Top of my pile of bodies
... club, we'll be actin' real nice
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