And repurpose other versions of your murder bed
Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead
Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation
Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation
Until the day i put 100k inside her purse
The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers
I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
Aimin' at his partner who know he up next
Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex
Racism, sexuality, religion and murder
The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder
And murder leaves no retribution
I know they pay me too much of attention
Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness
Say a grown man can separate lust from love
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