So much in his mind he cant focus on one thing at a time he was going bitterly insane
Now you can resti betcha never screamed a niggas whole name outand felt tha pleasure and tha pain
For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring
Mic me up and invite me into your home, you're doing the right thing
There's nothin' like where i come from
Know the shit he doing while writing the cum
Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there
The only thing he needs is a highfive. to the face.with a metal chair.
Scrilla fan, oh boy and
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Reputation is vital when you facin your rival
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette
Children en-captured in the fact there's one thing he can't get
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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