This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop
I picture a happy day at the pizza shop
Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.
Shit with our whole family
I don't know.. what you're lookin' for
Mother, o my mother!
Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift
And the happy ones that will one day cease to exist.
Mother, o my mother
When we not in summer
Who 's the say i won't rule one day and open the schools and say
Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day
Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay
She hopes that happy-feeling can last her through out the day
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
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