Gotta thank god for keeping my life cool.
But she forgot about the golden rule
You cant handle me in person,
Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun
Back in tha old school
Damn, why can i be that cool
That high school sounded cool
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
Holla out my set
Smack another person dead
Savin' up 24 bullets with gun
Imma a dangerous person
Malcolm is the kind of person
The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come
That's the kinda person i am
This the land of the white man
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