If they really know me they got to show me. everybody like you.closed the door on them, think again
Its not our place to judge or to use anger to defend there is no anger in the hearts of faithful men
It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
This is a joke. could rap bout dissin the pope/
Head turner, got the whole block snappin necks/
And everybody's having sex
She in the mountain jeep, always be mouthin me/
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
Aimin' at his partner who know he up next
Whoo ride with the burner in the blackened lex/
I'd rather hire a gerbil chorus watch and admire than listen to all these bitches i see,
Is to wrongfully accuse bullshit criminality to get the usa another fatality.
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