Of a convertible elopin' to get married
Though we were some muslims, had to have our bread and meat
I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team
Jews killed, christians convert, and muslims are extreme
Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit
My story tragicomic, never believed the christians or islamic,
We can do like 8 positions
Swearing they straight christians
Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade
So many options to be weighed as i continue on with this crusade.
I'm not degrading my crusade what i do takes skill,
You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill
I kiss you on the forehead, baby just listen
Calling muslims terrorist for something that you begun
I'm on a relentless crusade like alexander the great//
No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight
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