I was taught to let the bad stuff go and suck it up
Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut
Get grand slam fans out of they seats
Tricks keep the stuff and hate creeps
People laugh at the intelligence, seem to be mean
And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream
Bet i get like 8 of them
We're the heroes unsung
What happened to the stuff we used to do?
Ya so fine i got to give it to you
To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal
Meaning wherever god has places you to be, to plant the seeds in people
But you been looking for love in all the wrong places
Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff
The same people i like to stalk, and bury alive
Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs
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