The world getting bad i'm feeling tense.
I can taste the salt from my tears
Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense
While a sit on the fence, hence the reason why i'm tense
The man he was, awed at his past tense/
Yeah months in every night she's in tears
George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve
I'll loot the profit first.. getting props for verbs.
I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent
So we decided to go to the er and have it checked
Said ah 757 i gotta be represent er’
Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer
I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds
Sign on the dotted line before i insert all the verbs,
Why not me the same thing
And er body else is speeding
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