By selling drugs and pissin hot and gettin high
Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry
And rappers started selling out to make a few club hits,
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
I see the devil grinning, as if he winning
I think im addicted to the fighting and tripping.
Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records
Think they tight, with their fancy clothes and fighting words
Drivin' my impala and selling drugs
In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux
My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;
Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy
My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee
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