Watch the great life take the wayside and just the sickness remains
Rich in my rhymes, but i ain't no drake, cause i'm killing rappers in all states/
In the rule book, it states equality inbetween race, but not even in the
Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga
Because the case plainly states that slavery was just the prequel
Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air
Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days
Leave the states make peace with myself and erase/
Let's take another trip, different continents we touching
While the states are spraying kids with 'straying' clips for cash that's running/
Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades
I ain't from the states but i get money like bill gates
But it made me the man i am today, thanks
States the fate of an artist bent on brooklyn banks/
Because the case plainly states that slavery was just the prequel
All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle
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