They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain
We losing freedom, and that's why i'm into the game
I pipe in and one night her
I'm losing my stature
Losing track of time as i jump portal to portal
I function with you and you flaunt your pistol
Look at all the hoes you losing
In my drawsring, ring, ring
Im losing my vitality
Third ward general, young cash money
Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink
And risk losing my thick skin / i'll leave this bitch limp
Harbor lights shining out the black power grid
My rap battle win percentage is at a hundred
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