Social conditioning and
I'm ring winnin, my jeans different
No one notice your struggle
And inhospitable,
I thought i recognized her
And don't ever (and don't ever)
Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably
And a fridge and some broccoli
And their mothers and fathers
Oldest nation on this earth
And nasty remains and bones
And i don't think homes
Grab the scissors and saws and
You couldn't live your life for the moment
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