I got the complex The rough neck statue, the jury factor results in fractures Manufactured sounds and Got me like football scrimmages Johnny (unite us) god I trust I don't need to get paper time I bust Maybe, I'll do it for Now my wanna jerk me for my royalty I guess what you get for loyalty Life's a bitch, don't take the personally
Life's a "bitch", don't it personally Life's a "bitch", don't it personally a "bitch", don't take it personally Life's a "bitch", don't take it
Beatch! Call me a advissery Known to bust 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 fake rock b-boys who think they down Cuz they have a tattoo and they hat round They call my sons, call me Sam who I am boy, we ain't fam This ain't the Sopranos, know I roll the Rhythm Cubanos And millions get So get the fuck on I give you a tray And even I drive thru the in my blinged up whip I don't fear no evil, full clip Cuz you nuthin but a bitch to me By you'll be history
Beatch! Yo I motivate to propogate my oral science, act up defiance Bitches get for a nine compliance Catagorize me with industry I'm callin shots my man Chick Hern I can't mix your burn, while you your turn I get in this hear, and that's hard to earn I don't do it for the paper, I got money to My soul motivation is the whole nation Make a roll scholar, out of pation And all you drug addicts with your thug You go to jail if this hards really stick
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