She was dead on arrival
Never wrong at any level
How beautiful are thou, africa
Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga
Probably die getting some head
Believe me, i'm beyond dead
The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city
All she want is one love, that money and that come with me
But make sure if they do see
Cause you're dead as a dad to me
A clever idea to take something they said
But it didn't matter, she was a good as dead.
" is he dead yet?" then you see she starts giving me head
Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead
Me and you in extasydon't be upset
These cops trippin' now they want me dead
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