Everybody wasted faded, faded
While i spin a tale of the quiet kid
I got plans for you look in the sky baby
That´s when i started to rhyme words at the navy
Yeah got to the club early just to get in free
The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,
Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see
Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery
That's motivation, my people living wicked
I don't give a fuck what the 80's did
Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john
Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on
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