It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance
Fuck no hell no this new generation of rap enthusiasts
Fuck stewie aid, family guy, no medicine, jay-z comes clean to mexicans,
Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference
Fuck dirty money man my cash is clean, everybody braggin how they rap with speed
You need to get involved at the university level, like where freud studied
There existed no one rap fraud in
Ice and rain, letter, center of attention
You say i should be clean on my rap but i don't give a damn
Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man
No bitch ( carl c ) don't rap a dame
Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain
Luda moved digits after he moved bitches
No squeaky clean scenes of ghetto violence is,
Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone
I didn't get invited, im the one that tags along,
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