So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation
Congress fuck off please, don't you know compromise is one to help this nation?
And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets
Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts
As your family dies, and my family rise
Its them or us theres no compromise
Lost my nigga over nothing though
Return of the king of flow
Your yard, full of pieces of lard
Alot of niggas fake who go to hard
Of potential cases
She can make a pimp fall in love
King of the va, off of those toxins.
Got a nigga seein things
Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes
Furniture made of the flesh of my foes
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