I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
Yeah months in every night she's in tears
And i'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death
And now the chance of my death increases.
The way she walks and causes a fuss
Like nas illmatic i never sleep cause sleep is the cousin death
And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath
I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,
Everybody coming home deserve a white benz
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz
As long as there is the opposite of death
It’s me, makavelia.k.a tha don of this whole clique
Obviously have yet to unveil the fear of death so get bodied
Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds
Disappear broke every law of physic and spawned death.
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