Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law
I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
To make karma come faster than she normally will
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep
We're sick of law enforcement and all the cases they beat,
And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade
24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,
Nigga tighten your jaw
Hard to follow unwritten law
Chasing tale and how to keep you away from law,
So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe
I thought of bill clinton
And that´s how it has begun
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess
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