Contending factions, left with descending passions.
Look this the joint that could get me the spins
Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took
Promises that had us left assured
I’m polamalu, 600 the newest model
Left you bitches there standing idle
Ice melts into rain
Right now using my left brain
I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste
My insurrection: left rejected or disgraced
Pose, click, pose, click
His ego left bloated
So with your mind left exploded
Now you got me hopped up on that
Never gotta wonder you're right, i left
I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt
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