Rich white and black white-washed men/
Dress pimping-like and toast like less when
With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them
Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men
As i light one for ill will
Of being rich and powerful
We're most powerful crew,we fighting for truth
Dark side of town, baby mama blues
Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks
You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams
Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble
I am not powerless, i am powerful
They'll never become better men
Then lost my faith again
If you ever think your more powerful
Tell em bitches they can get up on my level
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