Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line
Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law
I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw
Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s
I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love
Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that
You based your life off of 50's shit
Ya....isick(isaac) like im newton
Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun
Never thought that i'd withdraw them with the next woman
I must say, you broke every law of speech up in that one.
See, i'm a nigga with no flaw
Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law
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