But i aint going to kill myself, i aint going to kill my health,
She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears
No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share
Say a prayer and hope that the poor can find health care,
I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have
You need to grow up and maybe pay more attention in health class.
Sell his soul to devil to take away b.i.g's health
So, just tell me something about yourself
When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz
Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health
With applied enthuses from cannabis to health
But don’t worry about it girl, just be yourself
Poor, working-class enclaves who can't afford health care,
Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair
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