My parents went away on a week's vacation and
The reason being your jealous this is your punishment,
Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest
I really am the best, you may not think that because of the rest, this ain't no test
The little engine that could, this little nigga is good
Suffocating the you out of me, i wish you would
Im done, hopefully you now know im the one son of the true rap god, sent in a heavenly pod,
They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops
I'm not a child of god but i desire props
I tell you your a slob, you get the scorn of god,
She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock
Not only am i here to talk the treatment of blacks,
I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse
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