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I met my girl when I was 18 years old
And she was just turning 23
I really love her from my heart
And even though I don't deserve it fam I
To traverse Antarctica on sled
Twenty-seven brave men
Came to Ernest's dank den
Hoping they wouldn't end up dead
Three life boats logged
And seventy sled dogs
they've underwent
I went AWOL like what my back was up against
Don't tell me 'bout struggle, bitch, I lived it
I was five or six the first time I got my
hold a grudge to the death
Come by myself, I don't need nobody help
I blaze you up like I'm Seth
Shoot 'til it emp', I shoot a hundred like Wilt
You
these men were well guarded
and they wanted to test him, before business started
suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold hearted
so now he had
made a monster
Now everyday's a game of Contra, I got 99 men
An infinite amount of rounds inside this mighty fine pen
This is my dream, don't fuck
my bitch a Birkin bag
Whats it gonna take
For me to get some love round here
24/7 every day of the year
I've been working nigga
And I had to make it
either
A fucking sin or too illegal
Play this shit at church
I graduated without honors or fucking father
He died (I'm so sorry), no bitch, don't
rapes and drug deals
9 times out of 10 their own color they're killin
Pullin his piece on seven year old children
Gimme a break, these types need coffins
The bitch need a facelift, for this race myth
And now for you to pull a caper, kidnap rape her
The penalty is DEATH
Cause we ain't forgave or forgot
blacks
the dead lines with embalming fluid, aye!
I hope you feel the vibe I'm on (Yeah)
Cause I'm about to soar and take the world by storm (Hello)
Bebelino is
to spank me (mama)
My youngster shot somebody up, guess they made him angry
Two dead men right by the garbage, guess we done left 'em stankin' (yeah)
don't know, I'm on the down low
Some get mad cause they can't understand
That I'm 23 years old, I'm in command
I'm down with DITC, that's "Diggin' in
don't know, I'm on the down low
Some get mad cause they can't understand
That I'm 23 years old, I'm in command
I'm down with DITC, that's "Diggin' in
polluted everything, and now the third world's gone
The waters poisoned where I'm from the third world son
Seven hundred children die by the end 'this song
I love to smoke, I smoke seven thousand packs a day, okay?
And I am never fucking quitting I don't care how many laws they make
What's the law now?
you hard facts
You feel like you need to call in, life's giving you hard facts
Remember 73% of suicides are male
Bledren, imagine year 7, you don't
shoes off (Aye)
It's been five years since I had a new boss (Dead homies)
I use to stress over a bitch (Now what)
Now the only thing I care about is rent
on me bitch dont ask where the cutter at
He gone send a shot he gone get a hundred back
Fooly leaving every single limb unattached
Cosplay shorty she gone
bitch
And I know they stay hating
(I know they stay hating!)
Been Doing this less than a year
And the flow super sayin
(Ahh!)
The difference between us
a hell of a cost
And don't really know what was lost
And the process ain't ever stopped
Since black civilization dropped
Through internal greed
it wasn't even a gram
Point seven point seven
Nine years in the can
I don't understand the math in none of it
The president don't care about the blacks
Dream!
Let me tell you this, nobody survives
And I ain't gon' want this whip when I finally die
What's bad bitch if they ain't by your side?
What's
see at least a hundred racks every year
Ho this is a slip diff
Not one wheel
Both gon spend bitch
Heavy metal instruments
Saucy with the solo
Tojoe
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