But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,
When they twist and talk with they fingers
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
That's why she in the club like fuck it, though
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from
Black woman you cold
S queezys very bold
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