Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
And my momma keep smoking that shit
The outline which you n****s out dated
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back
You make a nigga sing songs nice
It´s the battle of life
If only i could go back into the 80’s
The best is that which i accept and nothing less
And that´s how it has begun
And get on down with this thc vision
Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom
Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on
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