Suicide depression,
You're uncool like my mother kin
I love the hate but i aint got no time to savor the flavor
While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for
I've got muslims calling on jesus
Conceived in hate yet taught to love
Got tired of running from the police
I love the money but i hate the cheese
She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits
Skill pays the bills, love rap hate them pills,
Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade
And god himself, bringing in the love and taking away the hate
911 and osama, i fight with love instead of hate,
Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great
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