Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
I be calling out game like miles at the farms
And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes
Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams
After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...
Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die
Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight
F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,
I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained
And i feared that my fans say i failed
Weighin 165 and these tricks should die
I´m so high, my shoes so fly
This flow so slow, i`m so slick,
Teach you how to rope a chick
Can barely walk the city streets
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
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