So call the coroner or the mortician for the the
Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera
Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger
Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,
She wanna be grown
As the king upon the throne
You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air
Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there
I bring the heat like the
Thug for life nigga
Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and
The water from the past is the same water in the present
High as shit, i’m in a booth
Saw the bombs on the news
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