Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts
Or reach the nunz bitch cuzz we in the south
Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours
Make that so called career you got head down south
Before i bury ya head in the north n ya body in the south
Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse
The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',
So if it comes down, may the best man win
Chromed-out mansion in paradise
South an north hemispheres are lies
I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows
I break in, cut your throat and then head south
And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house
We all need to grow up, don’t matter east, west, north, south
I'm on the british south east coast mate
You can't learn if mistakes ain't made
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