Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood
Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food
Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,
When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute
Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,
I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot
No rhyme is a bad rhyme
Welcome to organized crime
I got them saying who dat, who dat? cole world
I heard them again, and the flame no longer burned
Brave to take up a revoked fame, no shame i stepped in
What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation
I'm definitely in a class of my own
I'll be bugs with no carrot a dog without a bone.
For a fucken dog i guess there is no hope
Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke
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