Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
80. your forced to defeat,
If it's me that catch you, you're fried
Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men
I'll take your ass back to the 80's, dawg, 'cuz even back then,
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery
I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody
The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
That´s when i started to rhyme words at the navy
Till the game`s over they are still watching me
I'm leaving you for the last time, baby
Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
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