The root of all evil
This is d j t j's sequel
8 in the morning when that street clock bust
The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined
Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back
I'm about to snap
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
I'm scary aren't i son
Homosexuality's a sin, but that's dirty son?
It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one
The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined
Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump
To be throwing the hand’s son”
My drive is like no one
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