The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly
Did the best i could, raised in insanity
The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,
Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag
Endless the days, forever the nights,
I'm standing on the field full of land mines
The water from the past is the same water in the present
You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust
We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between
I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team
That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase
In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave
You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote
Here's the answer and the antidote:
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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