This is your last chance, your final warning.....
Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win
Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,
Left chicago with good money for 5 drops
I will find my wizard of oz, find the final cause for this
Have some adultery, baby, don't you go be so childish
They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest
When the cloud was cool] right after finishing my final project
And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass
And roars at hearth, the final farce, has come to pass/
I've got your final symphony planned out, in tune with a harp
And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard
Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice
Even in your final act, such an ultimate crime, they have faith in you, a sound belief,
6 feet deep in the ground your final destination
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
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