The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.
That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
Musician by heart , instrumentalist by nature
My homies was just against my nature.
The game's a bitch, ooh we got her
Youre outta your nature while i here startin fresh
And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath
My horsemen gave mother nature an abortion
Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him
So call the coroner or the mortician for the the
I know i'm not the only bastard in america
Its human nature to open doors to neighbors but if they knockin i wont talk to them,
Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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