An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t
Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
You make a nigga sing songs nice
It´s the battle of life
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe
Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny
The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,
My balls mike tyson in the 90s
And i'mma keep ya fresh
Pine-green foams, they may never see the store
I really can't under what s the fighting for
And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday
Who 's the say i won't rule one day and open the schools and say
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