Famine, war, sickness and disaster
I got something you've been waiting for
At the war, i set blitzkrieg and your under a deep sleep
She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep
Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,
I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes
Everyday some kids go out and fight war/
Knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess
And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade
This dick of war, and i will not hesitate
Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick
The final war of the whack and sick
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
But folks just look at ‘em and stare, like they’re holding mac 10’s,
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