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believe that you
Still refuse to get a clue
After all that we been through

I'm talkin' you and me!
In the summer of '83!

That was one hell

dirty!
They were not wrong!

They were two lonely verses
In the Lord's great song!

Our boys were pansies, Bill!

Yes!
My boy's a homosexual

I'd go out to the party but I think I'll cool by my lonesome instead
Or maybe I'll pull up on my lil ole baby play 2k she play with my hair
And I know

to us
But we've been keeping them in business by
Supplying the trust
Right now what I'm doing is I'm 
Making you think
How life could end before your eyes

give you respect

[Run] (sermon)
And I believe, a lot of us shouldn't condemn these rappers
Because if nobody would ah told me about God
The church folks

talking expansion expansion
I'm just tryna cop moms a new mansion
Thanking God she beat cancer 
Reminiscing bout
Them nights in the slammer
Just one soul

Or desire the same thing, dang seasons change
I wish I was a better man, I know I am but it’s still hard to see
Cuz I’m so used to me and my thinking

more
Let it off like July 4th no game, all facts
Show respect like DOOM
Spell my name in all caps yankee ballcap
Swear to God, if I ever go broke
Pull

One take & one track
This is just an intro believe that
Notta lotta can see that
Motivated by god I need that
Lookin' dead at my sons I seed that
I

As Orwell
God damn I shoulda read this book well
We'd still do a better job than they will
I'm out
Check please
Can I get the bill
We think too much
And feel

known I rap now, bills paid in mad loud, you probably
On some unworthy, send me sorted down to earthy, I'm in the gym by 6 baby, hit me if you need

a motherfuckin' gangsta toll
But we survived that so welcome to the gangsta fold
I've had gangsta classes, I took gangsta notes
And I still got shocked by some

and not active
Do her like an In-N-Out burger, straight smashed it
Pullin' out Unlimited, flows like magic
Just made twenty songs, still in the booth,

But we survived that so welcome to the gangsta fold

I’ve had gangsta classes

I took gangsta notes

And I still go shocked by some gangsta volts

But I

eyes are missin’
Knock your teeth out
Give you gashes over your face
While the beatdown still pending
Like an open case
Y’all’ll take me to court that’s