We're two separate digits, we're a whole knew league kid,
Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded
I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million
Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.
Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit
The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,
Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot
As a stoner with dreadlocks playing league on a desktop
When it came to grams it was 90 i fried
You better see im in a different league
My city's culture to the game now in existence
So you know i be fly, am in da league of kings.
Hungry for justice i'm past this injustice
We ain't buying cds, we striving to live
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