Believe me, i'm beyond dead
Holla out my set
These cops trippin' now they want me dead
Sb horror pack monsters under my bed
You get your girl for something tight tomorrow
Secretly all i wants for her to taze me though
It makes me wish i was 10 years older/
Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her
Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red
You got pets? me too: mine are dead
I be the godly demi who wants moore supply
Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die
A sister with big boobs and tight ass and a brother who go in 4th class
I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass
But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips
Or this other older man who was terminally determined to terminate his existence
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