I got the subtext The rough neck statue, the jury factor results in bone Manufactured and images Got me scramblin like scrimmages Unitas (unite us) god I trust I don't need to get paper every I bust Maybe, do it for charity Now my wanna jerk me for my royalty I that's what you get for loyalty Life's a bitch, take the shit personally
Life's a "bitch", don't take it a "bitch", don't take it personally Life's a "bitch", take it personally Life's a "bitch", don't take it
Beatch! Call me a advissery to bust cherry on a young berry Now me how much weight can your back carry And me how far have you come now? I'm sick of all these rock b-boys who think they down Cuz they have a tattoo and they hat round call my sons, just call me Sam Recognize who I am boy, we fam This the Sopranos, know I roll with the Rhythm Cubanos And millions get So get the fuck on before I give you a And even I thru the valley in my blinged up whip I fear no evil, pumpin full clip Cuz you ain't but a bitch to me By 2002 you'll be
Beatch! Yo I motivate to propogate my linguistic science, act up defiance Bitches get for a nine compliance Catagorize me with industry I'm callin shots like my man Chick I mix your burn, while you wait your turn I get respect in this hear, and that's to earn I don't do it for the paper, I got money to My soul motivation is the whole nation a roll scholar, out of dust pation And all you drug with your thug tactics You might go to jail if this hards really
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