That means obama aint got my d
My slight fo's just talk dirty
Lives crucified, facts i provide reagan bush obama lies
You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice
Will i ever win the war
You ain't gotta hit the club no more
Come and get us you prepare for war,
Or something that you paid for
Spittin this gritty got you shocked like obama on the debrief/
Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace
Obama clearing smoke from blowing hydro
Now i'm laying out at the delano though
I'm runnin this obama
Got a killer flow from the llama
And my brains travel like yung berg jewels
The holy war, the spiritual troops
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