And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire
How you gonna talk shit about me sucking dick when you're nickname is dick rider?!
Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick
You must be used to sucking dick,
Once as a slave who imagined being free
Sucking on the teat of insecurity
He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,
That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them
They pull you in and destroy you like manson or prophet jones,
That they probably be in the closet of old folks
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth
I be giving work to the kids
Street corners sucking dicks,
Jim jones '14, you would think we pick-pocket,
It ain't my place to say and i hear all that
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