And this the endso good luck with your career
I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
Now i m gonna tell u a real story....
After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...
I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry
Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser
And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for
It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue
Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you
But they sold jello in the paint
I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained
I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch
I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.
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