Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket
No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split
Bong, vaporizer, in the sack now
No one no where no why no how
King of the club, i bet you can’t top
No money no talk,no energy no walk
No fear, no cheer, all gloom
I need a little room
No monopoly type flow, no chance
If i don't make that man there dance
And no longing for dates
No hesitations no waits
Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest
No specific pick , no particular list.
Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines
No lames, no lies, no compromise
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