Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
I work hard for everything i get
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time
'till there's nothin' left.
Bout time i got my respect
The truth shall be told
S queezys very bold
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress
Before i split, slit your pussy as a tit ,fucker i can't stand your wit
See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite
Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,
Strumming my pain with his fingers
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