So call the coroner or the mortician for the the
We the motherfucking best, word to my mama
Guess i’m different than most
The more battles the better the flows
I'm watching the berrics getting head from someone's parent
The water from the past is the same water in the present
Little more weed, first class seats
Thinkin of the the dreams
And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first
Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,
Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the
Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga
We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between
Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme
Here's the answer and the antidote:
Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke
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