Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind
The revolution has arrived
But i think i like that, just maybe
Or two. or maybe three?
Maybe i can help u a lil with a dollar three or two
My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you
Normally i order three or four of these
Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys
So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss
He grew from concrete, didn't live amongst the roses,
You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though
And ya section know when any day tecs could blow
Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,
Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this
One two three to late now your gone busted nose
With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most
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