Know i meant, every motherfuckin word
I don't understand why you find it absurd
Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole
I had to find my own way out this fucking hole/
Inside we're all the same, equality is commodity it's not about
It burns inside everytime i rhyme but i find there's no way out (no way out)
I'm up early in tha morning
I started to pout, might find it pouring
Playbook like a oxford dictionary
I know better, you wont find any.
Try to get out, i doubt you will find the handle
With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle
But i think you will find
To my unborn child
I let you know you dealing with dogs
So i had to find out who i was
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