But please don't cry, dry your eyes, that's misdirected,
Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit
I write rhymes, dry and wise
I used to have a nine to five
She gotta hold her head up high
Need some weed, awful dry
And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart
Anyway pay me now it's time for dry art
Now everybody put your hands up high
Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie
When pac get high
Never dry kids, say bye
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