It ain't personalstrictly business, baby
Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.
She start to walk, notice the flaw
I'll be cursing tha law
Surrounded by the irony of living in the city
See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.
Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave
But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
I sprint fast quick past so one when can notice me
Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through
If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to
It was plain to c she gave birth to a c-u-n-t
Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and
Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good
Notice how sick i am, don't steal my shit or get it quoted/
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