Seen it all happen man college rules, polished tools
From where they take them old beats and turn em into news
By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school
Where people spraying their tools, which is playing it cool,
Standing in the kitchen
Cold world no blanket son
That ice be onto my neck and wrist
All up in my kitchen sink
I left him in the room, proceeded to the kitchen.
You just working with the scraps you was given
Cause when i'm broke i got no time for the fellas. listen
Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen
Rolling in more green than a hole in one
To cause gruesome scenes, killed the cat in the kitchen.
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