Remember popping and locking to kurtis blow, the name belts
Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,
Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams
White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,
Used to be family material what happened to that
I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad
Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer
Filled up with so much material litter, they call me material spiller,
Of real-life material of a different time period
I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit
With more & more rap material, i got you and ya moms
So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Too busy with the venereal, ain't got time for your material
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