Talking of the gods you serve
Football jocks and performers
No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing
Y you bitches think that im still playing,
When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm
I'm not playing, i might as well be making a bomb
When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber
Here comes the boom, this is football fuckas, so i stood tall while you suffer
Nestled in my brain, life's a game but i'm not playing
When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing
Playing russian roulette with ya life,
I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys
I'm glad i sacked his ass in football back then i was hella raw
See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra
Playing basketball everyday.triple double!
Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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