Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack
I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes
Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people
And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath
Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
And throw up the diamond sign, boy you know i'mma shine
The outline which you n****s out dated
I'm doing shit i never might of did
I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
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