And you are you too, but bitch i'm three
You think you sicker then me?
And jesus never helped and the devil's a dick
On trial for possession of some chronic
My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet
And maybe that's why no one helped me when i was knocked off my feet!
When i was hopeless , rappad helped me share my lyrics , they helped me pass generics
But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips
Fuck that nigga, i am the party
You cant reach me, you cant teach me,
Don't judge me if you don't know me
They gotta point em out baby
He played, helped, enjoyed. she played, felt destroyed.
Know i had to do a jay dilla joint
Their negativity is what helped me survive
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
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