Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto
Stop taking drugs and be aware of cops hey yo mcee obey my fucken law and shut of the computer bro
You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women
I must say, you broke every law of speech up in that one.
New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw
Physically i disrupt the law,
Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law
See, i'm a nigga with no flaw
That's the sound of my tool
And remember my rule
Y'all truancy, i'm high school
I'm through dissin ja rule
I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw
I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law
The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool
If you're gonna talk a load of shit then i only have one rule,
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