Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open
Comedian, try again, son
So she went across the street, gave him a kiss
Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is
I'm the lost son of god in the new page of psalm
Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom
The son of the holy father who died up on the cross
She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause
I ain't just rapping, i can make it happen
Two thousand one born a son of a gun
Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse
Shit is over i'll drive over you in my rover damn, i'm the son of sam you vultures
Back of your mind, i know you wanna stop me son
What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand
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