And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot
And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot
I rock awesomley, the offspring of the flawless brings game
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said
Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on
Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
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