Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news
People running out with a missing tooth
Well be running a muck with our music, doorlists and business
Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes
Running infront of a train
Balling, but it’s not a game
You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done
Like you took my wife out of that body shot it at michael with a gun.
Racism stands tall with his smoking gun, a child's life stolen
And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun
You trying real hard to appeal to someone
Till the baddest one killed with a gun.
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