Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness
You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness
De la soul is from the soul
Cameras take, credits roll
Your dropping more names than ups drops boxes
Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus
Ups and downs and come arounds, and stomachs growling,
Sly's little shop of horrors, now showing
Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was
Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness
Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage
Houdini niggas, linguine ass butt munch
I was on the pay roll
Timmy got his bike stole
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