The only thing that i can see is god's forsaken my soul,
I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole
Came from l.a. where they say is the land of the fame
Get the heat ready then i give them that flame
You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and
Handed down talent from the broke land
Home of the free and land of the wicked
Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit
She's flawless like some uncut ice
Land of the burgers and fries,
Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since
A warrior, so instead i bask in the land of champions
Apparently we're sharing this generic plot of blessed land,
While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and
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