Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus
Everything lucid thru these glasses
Once as a slave who imagined being free
Creeping thru your window ever so slightly
... club, we'll be actin' real nice
It´s the battle of life
You just gotta keep pushin thru
That means two, between me and you
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain
If u haze u might as well come thru
And word i blew off herb i grew
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