And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven
He lives of food vendors and shelters, rendered by grouts that reckon,
And eating you like a cannibals dinner food
When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute
Wars all the way, every day people suffering from food and water dearth,
Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters
Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,
Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot
Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine
But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one
Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there
But what would you do if you had food stamps and welfare?
Wit a fuck you tattoo no food and a face so pale
Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email
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