Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
See, i'm second to no one
And that´s how it has begun
Baby, you know who you are
Bad, just like an 80's car
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said
Moms really getting mad when i call you that
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line
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