New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,
George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve
Trying to get back to this thing called love
What happens to the animals
From the womb, my newborn child
Animal style my style is wild
The neighborhood animals began disappearing one by one,
If a period is late then i will mark it with a question
And they going fucking wild
Jimmy back me, child
You can search but you'll never find
So i might be awhile, i'm wild,
Then they going fucking wild
Good help is hard to find
Cause these animals wild thinking ignorance, thoughts starry
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
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