I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love
Wars against jews, muslims, atheists, and protestants
I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team
Jews killed, christians convert, and muslims are extreme
Niggas couldn't fill my shoes
Fuck man, he doesn't save jews
From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks
World war one two, plague and dead jews i still got the souvenirs
And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!
And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news
The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly
Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably
The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.
Or shift keys or it i placement cause
The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,
Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back
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