Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat
Limited edition weed, brings out all the peoples greed
If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous
The greed inside my soul gave me shove,
My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol
I’m the messiah of rap, my catalog’s the bible
You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead
Committing me to write with the speed; villainous greed
Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback
But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.
And what i done just ain't enough
Thats enough lost in lust of the love
I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck
Across the news are young black males, no stroke of luck,
I'm a messiah and my death is the hypothesis
I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love
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