Gotta remember they names, revenge for my grievin' pains.
I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains
The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion
New passions, enemies new fashion
Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game
Therein lies the defect of revenge: it's all in the anticipation; the thing itself is a pain,
Contending factions, left with descending passions.
Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits
Jerking the backstage within passions
Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips
I love all the inspiration
And lived to get revenge and kill him.
If i throw this paper, your bitch gon’ fetch
I recommend you don't come for revenge
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