Thinks he's the tits but that crap's fallacious, tremendously heinous
I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love
Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress
Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets
I got pics of this bitch with her little tits
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans
So calm ya tits sit back and relax
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time
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