Discriminated housing and then took away their fathers,
On to college, im always on the yard like farmers
And i like the hoes that need passion
And you look horrible, you got no fashion.
Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles
Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive
I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town
The huge wound, that's gonna lay in your heart like your fathers frown.
Horrible conditions, will get to me fast,
Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped
Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble
Fussy lad has been discharged this case has been horrible
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