God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd
Ever since you've been waking up as a conscious rapper, it's nice out.
Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record
Best get ya ass to a hospital before you end up in the morgue
And now you in the hospital, the doctors got a breathing unit,
But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good
And then leave your ass in a hospital bed.
Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red
Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut
Like morphine in the morning without the yawning or waking up
Waking up at night to a hollering drunk throwing provoking feelings
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk
And i'll end up in a bed up in the hospital locked,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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