A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/
You in debt to the game success is expected
You ain't got one or the other well brother good night
I keep a blunt with my fourty when im down to ride.
Now how am i supposed to repent when evil is what i represent
When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest
Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll
I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul
But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll
I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul
I rap hip hop so what i am to it, is what mitt romney is to politics
Instead of putting money towards the schools for todays band of kids
Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set
And to prove it i can be virgin to my fucking dead.
Im sayin one night my love is like that
But how long am i supposed to keep it?
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