Chemically there is no recipe to restore chemistry
Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody
I've been a pro, but now i'm profound
Heaven or hell, there is no middle ground
Every year i get it out
Malcolm sex, there is no doubt
Soldiers lost their mind
(x2)there is no art to find
Art is art, there ain't no comparison/
And last but not least please don't tell no one
There was only one place that i could ever go escape
Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great
There is no rapper who can diss me
They say nothings ever free
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