Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time
The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
Everybody witnessed tombstone by taker and 2f5's by brock the baker
So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are
It´s the battle of life
... club, we'll be actin' real nice
If only i could go back into the 80’s
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
I really can't under what s the fighting for
Something in his arm, he pushing more and more
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