Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though
So here it is on myself ... are you ready one , two three lets go
So listeners give up your ears, it's your hero
You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though
Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe
Or two. or maybe three?
You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild
Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind
We all here, from the dealers to the kids
Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,
We once came from fields of cotton to roses
Bring the battering ram where you live
Maybe i can help u a lil with a dollar three or two
Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you
Normally i order three or four of these
That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees
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