You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness
To rid of the population further more so they could pass us
On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid
To make y'all get rid of the endless hate
Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section
Getting rid or witnesses paying attention
Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree
If we are to rid the world of modern slavery
Surrounded by the irony of living in the city
One of the ghosts lunged with speed and went inside of me
Right inside of the imprinted wrap
And you all will respect that
Looking at your money
Growing inside of me
She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right
Lord, give me strength, release the demons inside,
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