Sent by satan to degrade the sacred people who aimed
My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised
And i have a few messages that i have to send
Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend
The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha
Through blood and sweat ive hacked enough to cease ya
And to stop at that point, you gotta be on alcohol
We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car
I fucking held your hand to let you say you had someone
If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none
Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before
My shit is mean,but the you're the one who wanted to battle now keep your
But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door
By dating you mean looking over facebook and masturbating, well thats just hating your
Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest
For people to die, because no money is sent?
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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