Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way
Civil rights are like wolverine's claws, eventually they get retracted
Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay
But i - somehow, some way
The mission, fight for my rights like the beastie boys,
Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys
For being jealous of a brother when he rides
Imma have you on lockdown fuck your civil rights
It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good
Civil rights are like wolverine's claws, eventually they get retracted
Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights
Man the difficulty i couldn't be faulty i had to win back my rights/
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