Have you with professional killas, chasing hits
You can't get at me, i'm like helm's deep in lord of the rings.
My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got
Know you are the king of kings and lord of lords in the book revelations god
Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well
You coulda sworn, that they were born, upon the depths of hell,
They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block
Im done, hopefully you now know im the one son of the true rap god, sent in a heavenly pod,
I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one
I touched down in 77'. figured out i would not last by the age of eleven.
The reason being your jealous this is your punishment,
I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
And this all would of been if i had a father to guide me,
Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot
I tell you your a slob, you get the scorn of god,
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