Riches haven't come my way, no matter what i try
Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die
So come on baby, someone like you makes my dream come true
I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo
You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick
Pavin' my way so i don't lay in waste an panic,
Hoes row got beans in them
Make way 'cause here i come....
Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket
Rappin is my profession so i always come up with fresh shit.
America will find a way to eliminate the problem
So fuck 'em, wait 'till sun up and that's when my time will come
The bummer is the fact that i'm black
We've come all this way from way back
So come to me, then come for me
And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy
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