I stand for freedom of speech and truth, not political cover-ups,
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money
And deal with the hell that was in front of me,
And the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so
Still lay low between the treble and the bass though
African queen got what you need
Of the coke and the smoke of weed
Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams
The pain of the memories of you in the hospital last, forever and a day it seems.
To be the best among and rise above the rest of these phony fakes
Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades
Due to the supervened events that might just go and make some history
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
Entrance no charge cause we late to the club
From the face of this earth and soak in your blood
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