They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray
Y'all turn them #crazy #prophets, jim jones, y'all dying today
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Its so crazy jones and az, its so lovely sippin on bubbly
They pull you in and destroy you like manson or prophet jones,
That they probably be in the closet of old folks
See i live up in a shotgun home, niggas think they're prophet jones,
Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes
Gave yo girl a cash shower getting money every hour ill skin you to yo bones
I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,
And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit
Jim jones '14, you would think we pick-pocket,
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