Saw the bombs on the news
So cool, my bitch got no shoes
Thinkin of the the dreams
Everything ain't what it seems
That gyal want mi ride har
Down the street to the car,
That he dont even own
As the king upon the throne
Did the best i could, raised in insanity
The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly
With women with issues
From the gutter to the roof
I think found where your mind was
Where the fuck the chorus
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