The science and the art, africa
I thought mama taught ya,
Kicks new, my denim, raw
And thats all because ya
Rapper who favors and funds ya
Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw
Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police
Ya full of ya self, get ya cock out ya mouth before ya jump in this beef
Homie i gotta stop ya,
Beautiful are thou, africa
Paranoia that shit might kill ya
Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada
See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry
I'll detect ya wearing ya grandmothers sweater i
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