And panned out, i'm all in love
This 17 year old kid through mad stuff,
Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap
I'm a nineteen year old middle-class upstanding white kid who would have guessed that?
You was to young a 18 year old
Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold
Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold
It's a ribbity rambully, be bob drop from a 3 year old
And hot dayscocking my heat shooting it sideways
Cos my mac ten sprays like 'pac then (the old days)
Ten year have pass,i wonder where you went
Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest
Clock ticks from ten, more socks hung again till 3 2 1 thank god for another year alive, amen.
My life is run by bitches ive penetrated, im never aggravated around them,
More crazy than an eighty year old lady, who just made a baby in back
Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad
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