Put the purp in the blunt
Grab the scissors and saws and
Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend
Social conditioning and
Living young and wild and free
I was wondering maybe
The revolution will proceed
And kill yourself and your clique
His forename was joseph, it's what got him started
Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big
Smoke until i ain't got no lungs
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,
I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed
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