Grandpa. i remember grandpa. we turned his life support off like a camera.
Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga
Hellaway can suck my dick, his bars are no good
I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood
You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick
With a staggerin' pack of rhymes in the sack under my dick
Stares in my eyes when she sucks my dick
And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick
Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin
Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son
I wanted him out quick my sister was a sucker for his dick,
Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick
Then i plough my girl, my dick deep in ribs
Just another product of this matrix
I stuck my dick in her ass then spat in her face
Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave
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