Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot
Your brother tried to suck my d but i ain't no fruit
Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for
Fuckin around so i end up like my brother
You could see in the faces of me, michael, my dad, anyone... my brother.
Am i cheating on this woman if i'm gettin' naked pictures from another
An understatement said that k. lamar was under pressure
Don't even see my blood mother, brother, father, sister, whatever
Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards
Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms
Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby
Then my brother started picking on me
Is on the sister or brother, or the father or mother,
‘cause i manipulate your molecular structure
But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps
My best friends brother hung himself,
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