No I've never sold drugs but I done a whole lot of em
Thats nothing to brag about, thats probably my problem, huh?
I met god higher than I ever been & told him check your fuckin messages
Life can get repetitive don't let fool ya
Preach tabernacle halleluah
Nigga where you been at? home is where you pay your rent at
Fuck your heart. where your money got spent at?
Bet. swag od. couple bad bitches and a bag of weed
By the time I leave they gonna be in love
Whoopty whoop hoes down g's up & I think I thank jesus for the way I grew up
(yup)
I was on a bender yea I was on a bender
Had enough snow in my nasal stream to get me through the winter
& the blizzard got me feeling like a wizard
Poppin oas on my eddie izzard
Grab a pair of scissors cut my dreads off
Perm my shit back now the bitches like that
Nigga I mac. what the fuck about you?
Marry the game yea nigga I do
Bangarang roofio strangers are friends I use to know
Go!
She says she knows this life I think I'll call her bluff
When I wake I'm out my mind she's out her clothes
I'll assume & suppose it's normal
She says she knows this life I think I'll call her bluff
When I wake up but for now the night is young
We'll see what we'll become I'll be normal
That's my worst nightmare right there
I got a firm grip on my cocktail, loose grip on reality
Trying to hardest not to fail fuck all those who challenge me
Dead it. edit. really bad movie. sly stallone
1 2 1 2 microphone. jean claude. my god. van damme!
Fuck it I'm beautiful don't hate me cuz I'm unusual
Praise me because I'm unique maybe u should change the way that you think
If I changed the way that I dressed would it make you like me more or less
Guess what that sucks for society & us
But I guess it's human nature so I shouldn't give a fuck
Or let em push on my buttons unbutton my jeans for something
Spectacular I can hold the goddess I have at home
Sex, options and rock & roll I got all this shit in control
Lets go!
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, John Armour
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