But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
Only god can judge me doesnt that sound familiar,
I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage
They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange
Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high
And the only word i can come up with god is why... why..
Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story
But muerte es la vida; death is part of life see; only "god" can judge me
I can only construct raps
I hate rap like kramer hate blacks
And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that
I'd take it farther but i'll only take it this far, judge it
Why be a king when you can be a god
Ever since then i had no job
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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