Lose your mind in the rhythm, another kingdom ill from the cycling symptoms,
Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts
Drugs hidden in my shorts, fill the street corners with kids
I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks
Dude with a mullet bussin shorts wearing flip flops
So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots
Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites
All you need is clean shorts and some nikes?
I want to fight the music on this one
Your shorts (errahh) yo check it son
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