They grow up in cycles of poverty and violence,
Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,
Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness
Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses
To the violence, drinking, smoking, and all the hate
We would like to call this an appreciation tape
Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,
When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
And all we lack is communication like service sucks
And all women who had light features, see
Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy
But most times darling the sequel sucks
We're just teens but thieves and fiends, slangin' drugs,
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