Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves
But world is really cold,in this streets
Since we not even talking
That this world is mine, im the king
I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space
I'm a slave to my own rage, no blonde in this world is safe.
Cant you see this is the real world now not a false reality
I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky
This world of ours is going to shit
With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that
If you wanted a date, don't come
Is my world an illusion
Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again
Listen to every word i say or might obtain, in my world this is a crime game
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