Bring your pops to school today for twelve years i cheated
While i spin a tale of the quiet kid
Eyes real low, just blame it on the green
Seems like there s a killer on the scene
If only i could go back into the 80’s
See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess
And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see
Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins
It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see
That´s when i started to rhyme words at the navy
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