I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets
Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms
Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
Now i m gonna tell u a real story....
Leave the scene m rated
10th grade, eyes red as shit
I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...
Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus
Emcee m b, remember the name.
I swear i'll never call you bitch again
Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break
Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...
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