So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea
I make many enemies when my entity comes out to play.
My enemies get no blows in cus
Too focused, one word, righteous
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine
But now i'm pointin the finger at police
Sceptical about friends more than my enemies
Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble
To my enemies i'm like a cannibal.
Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze
Where was that? you say the 90's set you free, but when was your release?
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