See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important
Here they keep a rachet close
Riddles and jokes and scary crows
Living young and wild and free
20 racks really thats sneaker money
Social conditioning and
She got me caught up in the moment
Sanyo, and handheld and handgun
I'm a son of a gun
Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,
Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass
And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit
And some strawberries and some chocolate
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