Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
Helps me out and drowns me every time i try to take a test,
I trust no man, you cant win but u aint joining me
They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money
God mc oh my god you gotta see
Whilst jess jests grotesquely, don't test me,
....so u know these hoes gone sweat! me like an aids test
Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest
You cant leech me, you cant speech me,
Once as a slave who imagined being free
Beach on the weekend
Cause u can't pass the fukn test
So don't even try and replace it, the test u failed, i aced it
Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit
Without the sound of guns
No....u cant handle these weapons!
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