But folks just look at ‘em and stare, like they’re holding mac 10’s,
Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress
Nights are still tough and long,
You just gotta be strong
Close your eyes for freddy but open em for jason,say my name five times fats and its me
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see
I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
Freddy, are you ready, we heavy, fresh buddha,
I gotta question for you man
Still strong like coffee at the five a.m.
Many nights i fed my guilt thru a needle...im just too real look at the game i
Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die
Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock
We're working nine-to-five at different jobs, around the clock,
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