It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done
And all the folks crushed who wanna be beating the system,
And you believe when a rapper wan' be one
Hawk and spit it, y'all wonder why blocks knock the system,
Car seats got screens in them
Morphine all up in the system
Hottest spitta from new orleans, the average system right
Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride
Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one
No sympathy from the homebase across the solar system
The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,
Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit
Because if you do then fuck you, i appear to the system,
I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million
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