Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday
The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
See i let my nigga split that
S queezys very bold
This shit would leave rosetta stoned
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow
S on my chest like a superman vest
Might as well get it off yo’ chest
I'm a son of gun
And that´s how it has begun
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less
She got something i never had
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
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