Blow another ounce as easy as blowing bubbles
See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals
A flow as ordinary as my punches mundane,
How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same
As prolific and as active as can be, fiend, abuse it,
When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute
Compassion to your neighbors, as well as yourself.
Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense
A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that
As well as this musical poetry, rap
In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa
Your raps are as corny as nebraska
Who thinks they're as psycho as me?
And losin all his money
Combating as crazy
Let me rideuntil i get free
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