Just the scissors and the razor blades and many of the bodies,
Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees
Lifestyles of the young and the broke
Here's the answer and the antidote:
Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys
The blacks and the poor and the women given grief,
But the cogs are turning, and
And the word most important
Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal
I say, how can they compare to you, everything material
Still they wonder how i seem so confident
Layed in the middle of the ocean and
Shatter the chin to the shin and
Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt
You cant but i can hip-hop like a frog
I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk
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