Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing
Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving
Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money
Where i free the people from being a colony
Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see
I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free
So if it comes down, may the best man win
Let her free from a misguided assumption
Or like monumental mixtape of the moment
You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement
And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad
You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad
3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving
Shawty look half indian and never say a thing
And if you got money man the head is amazing
Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,
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