But he was to busy falling
Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string
It was always about the props, but just fuck it
The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that
Fuck all the movies about love they can shove it up a glove or down a somebody's dove
I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush
I've got muslims calling on jesus
Who cares about hearts and love
In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot
Me to show it, but my love is high don't mow it, i'll flow it and grow it
And she would do anything for everything
Never been scared to talk to about anything
A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood
But workin for the love keep it understood.
Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham
But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can
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