This is a song about "No limits"

Call me a clown but a week from now

No one no where no why no how

To be walkin this borderline of detroit city limits

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

No money no talk,no energy no walk

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

No no no guarantees

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

You up, you gotta know your limits without any assistance or else

No monopoly type flow, no chance

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

No conscience, no need for resilience

You feeling fearless then come and test the limits and get lynched for resistance

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