No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son
Run away get away ye's got a gun
Ya'll wife and white knight her
Times left in sode water
The water from the past is the same water in the present
Like a passenger on 9/11, please go find a reverend
Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open
Just give me a carrot gun
If you wanna drink, drink bottled water
And there's little to be glad for
Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water
It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for
That's taken a blood bath in slaughter water/
Just blink twice and i’m there where you are
Fly as shit for no goddamn reason
Till the baddest one killed with a gun.
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