I bring dark thunder storms in the month of may
Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday
Look it something they can't ever see
Your birthday and anniversary
I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun
Prolific, picking victims one by one
Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
If the parade was scheduled for third month.
The neighborhood animals began disappearing one by one,
Long as your mama love you, don’t ever love a woman
Waiting til the beginning of the month for the check
Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet
On the 5th of the first month,
We race foreign cars, custom models
Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast
One man one vote, now achieved
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