Way too depressed but i am just trying to manage,
You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge
Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years
They're trying to find a way to sue, buy entertainment lawyers,
She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block
Of wannabe rappers, go all the way around, and up to the top, climb my way into hip hop,
You reflect me, i love that about you
No way out, you trying to find out what to do
Cause the way i feel, i'm strong enough to go to the club
With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck
Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though
They say street smart is the way to go
Trying to find their way out, misogynistic degrading hate,
Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade
I guess thats jusy the way, that it has be,
Why don't you just get a little taste baby
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