Killers walk free, countries having civil wars,
They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs
Keep coming back for more
But fuck with me, boy, that means war
Or something that you paid for
Famine, war, sickness and disaster
Civil rights are like wolverine's claws, eventually they get retracted
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
You ain't in kansas no more like that nigga dorothy
They giving pounds and that before get the money
A perpendicular, angle of the clout war
The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more
Will i ever win the war
I ain't happy with the score
Wage war with me you will face defeat
Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed
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