And all my childhood memories
As the tao converted the thief
Here's the answer and the antidote:
It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
We don't ever make love
Where the fuck the chorus
Who wish to break this dynasty of kings
Had i not been exposed to these things
If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen
We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between
P stand for pacqiauo nigga
I bring the heat like the
Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the
Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga
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