Get me up off this chair
I'm just sellin' my thoughts there
What you might’ve thought the vision still clear
Outta this world to the atmosphere
On that ciroc, runnin this place
And i just love your flashy ways
Is this the right place, for rappers like me
Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free
Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks
Then i can finally get outta this trance
I guess i had to, go to that place, to get to this one
Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason
Anyways give it up the capital the nation
This place makes me want to put a razor to my skin,
I wanna get away from this place i do
Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you
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