Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die
No not really, im not a tough guy,
Not afraid to admit to admit deficiencies
Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs
Cuz im not giving any thought
Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
Since im not suspect, im still a suspect
I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light
Im scared to die psych, no longer afraid of fright death will come despite
So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate
My territory you're making elvis turn gay, hey! and i'm not afraid
See, i'm second to no one
Im not even far from done
(not really sure what im doing)
Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing
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