It's cause of you, see, you let him do that
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine
Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun
And that´s how it has begun
We can't catch the beat
Ate a watermelon seed
After that moscato hit
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people
Different positions, but she still moaning the same
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
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