The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.
Metaphor, chilling with better whores
Huh, i can't interpret her
Than the birds on the wire
But i'm sorry for the damage i have done
To the voice of the oblivion,
Never pledge allegiance, god given flow
The sun gives light cause it is the window
Ripped the gown around the blouse,
A thug niggas in tha house
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
Take the exit, the nearest left
And that i spent the night with her
I'm the dealer your the joker/
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