Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was
But now all i see around me are divided racist faces,
Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love
Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear
I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love
I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...
I'm just expectin' the spectator's respect here
"becky o m f g this is so unreal
I be ballin, they wonder why
I´m so high, my shoes so fly
That's why i cross the street. not 'cause i'm racist
I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift
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