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I like big booty bitches rappin and Lynard Skynyrd
Cases of beer cold as a Kansas City winter
Drink to get drunk then find a chick and put dick off
in her
Then make her take me shopping for kicks at Harold
Pener
My family gave me rock, my family gave me rap
The streets gave me guap, the streets gave me straps
Black bitches f*ck me, white bitches love me
Trust me I do em both at the same time rough as rugby
Do em both to Bon Jovi, and then to Public Enemy
Energy in me definitively I'm on Hennessy and then I'm
on Jimmy B
I used to have red spikes at raves, and then turn
around havin blue and red fights with k's
Your parents got a cold shiver cause a pot of gold hit
a fatha gorilla that's a dolla go getta
And he's an awesome flow spitta
Your daughter goes with a guy who loathes millers
Why?

Cause I'm a rock and roll nigga
They don't understand me
God naturally tanned me
You don't like it I can be a nigga
Rockin 600 diamonds, black and white bitches cryin when
they eyes hit this rock n roll nigga
And I ain't changin, got my slipknot bangin and I
Swear to God I ain't never ever giving up
Fried chicken wings and Coors Light nigga what?

High school hung with a white bruha
Came home then I went straight to Jumu'ah
Then after that I put back on my red puma
Then bark at a chick the same height and color as Uhma
And we get the lead out to Zeplin we blow the bed out
Got a call from one of the homies in trouble so yo we
sped out
Got to the hood and found a rivalry took his head out
We had to show them evil motherf*ckers what that red
bout
Until we find the killers you know we will search
For those who kill first we gon let the steel squirt
And this mentality's valid because we real hurt
To ease the pain I listen to Getty, Alex and Neil Pert
Growin up it was a chore, cause I gravitated towards
stuff the homies ignored
Like trippin off bad brains when on my skateboard
Even more, I named my gangsta rap label after The
Doors!

My momma made me, raised me
Played me 80's made me crazy
My father played me crazy made me aid me vaugly praised
me
But I'm a real with a lotta will
Remembered I would kill for a dolla bill
But that all changed with strange man I gotta deal.
Like every scholar in the game, got alotta mil
Still a riot maker f*ckin bring the house down
Who that gang bangin rocker with the loud sound
That's Tecca Nina with the shit that make them broads
hound
Telekinesis with my speeches get them drawers down
And that goes for the grand dragon daughters too
And the Neo-Soul conscious chicks they wanna swallow
who?
The show gritter and yo little low wigger '
Better not be caught with no sitta

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