Covered the room in splattered red,
Woo-hah, got you all in check
Homework is hard, postmark on the card
No gimmick: real time, real heart
I mean that from the bottom of my heart
Chancellor? what the fuck is this card?
And then i saw the red,
My god come before this bread
Homework is hard, postmark on the card
Alot of niggas fake who go to hard
I know my calling's worth like phone card
So i'm going to need some help, on this next part
She don’t give her nigga head
Found dead covered in red
Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark
I need my face on a black card
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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