Say a grown man can separate lust from love
The poor stay poor, only the rich get status
To reds i ain't know how to act
Stimulating night in club type of fact
Okay, so play d, know what i mean
Zombie status, bloody scenes like round eighteen
Who's sneaking in the club?
They like talking, its like gossip
Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow
Listen--this is the status quo. and even though my lines overflow
Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck
Feuding over their underground crown in a fight club
And treat the beat like sanitized nazi pussies, i'm a german
Need to recognize my status, i'm the baddest, that is certain
She was the queen of the club
I know you're mad, but so what
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