Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long
Josh is underachievin, so how bout ya sing along
This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines
Sethered your spine, your movement lines
Stuck in this game
Blood stain, your slain, your brain
Posters on the wall, posted on my balls
They think that im slacking off
I got the talent never slacking, in this deal
Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real
Fuck your prison, fuck your life
An ipod mind to you walkman guys
But she forgot about the golden rule
Stops bein hyper, josh its time to act cool...
I shit on niggas so much i'm jdot or josh dukies on toilets
For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids
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