How simple they are
Bad, just like an 80's car
And that´s how it has begun
Just to match the grind with precision
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
And there's no way i can pay you back
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
If only i could go back into the 80’s
See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess
Fistful of wood, twisted for the good
The outline which you n****s out dated
Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
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