And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin
So am i a psycho who enjoys others' suffering
Home of the rappin disease
Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice
Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children
Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen
Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please
I'll raid through your mind like a scattering disease
The death that bloats like a disease
But in the meantime it's lights please
I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush
Suffering from multiple doses of psychosis mama said i need a diagnosis
Kid, of a soccer mom, doesn't know why i'm called motherfucker
The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her
And in akron, my niggas they would throw things
A tribe called quest in the days of reaganomics,
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