I´m so high, my shoes so fly
I'm the other guy
Mary jane keeps me high like every day
Im bored as hell shit what else can i say
I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
Now i m gonna tell u a real story....
Cause i’m going out with a fist raised
I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained
Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record
A shelter from hector with experience from vector then i got bored
Love the game know this is coming from a different place
I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race
Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms
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