Went through grievance through many seasons, fought many demons
Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns
No telling how many rappers
Talking of the gods you serve
Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news
Come and walk a mile in my shoes.
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Cause they fear me in physical form
I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead
There's many questions running through my head
Madder how many tears you cry i'll never say bye, i cant stand to see you sad
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
Ain't got time to feel so sad, smile and have fun cause that's all we had
Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack
How many do i not do? nada. i'm a mama, doing saliva and marijuana.
Stupid,idiotic and not alll there/cause my bars got u '' locked in'' you in for a
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