But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave
Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef
George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve
The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers
So kids say fuck school don't follow the rules they'll al be asking for your money
And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
Rollin' down the four o five
If i told you about my sex life
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
Like mitt, rom-ney, with his fuck-ing dumb, mon-ey.
Put to rest feeling of life ain't got no stress at best it's safe sex
Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense
She looks for money , i look for life
Becoming someone you don't recognize
Monday through monday we be cashing checks
A whore is someone who want money for sex
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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