Is the one where i'm beating you
Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true
Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job
And then the other one as i pray to god
Where but for the grace of god is it that i ought to be
Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key
For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine
God decided i should try one more time
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat
One is mr carter and another is rap god...
Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job
Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride
My god is the truth and light
That's why poverty is the number one element
My parents went away on a week's vacation and
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