Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,
But money never lasts, in fact it's only last
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
As my name get bigger this game get different
And nasty remains and bones
Patron black, uh, patron jones
I've got infinite ammunition, a verbal expedition
I opened my bible in search to be a better christian
Skipping across the map on my early expedition
Forever in debt to the lord for he's given
And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat
And kill yourself and your clique
And stop playing hide and seek,
Saw puff, i was finna' speak
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
And a fridge and some broccoli
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