No use for trickery to bring me victory/
And the discography, somethin' you got to see
Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade
Till the hate..... pushed me to my true .........fate
Young bloods really hate school but they study to rob
I can only imagine, uncle bob
And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush
I'm way too contagious, sick, and i spread hate to they faces,
And use to when i killed a verse it didn't please me
And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy
I refuse to be another being on this earth
Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters
Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla
Niggas use to hate me couldnt even get a hoe nigga
'' we use to be, the only couple together''. but now you have disappointed me.
Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party
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