Straight out the city of Angels where the fathers are goners & the young brothers are targets. Where the youth where uniforms of red & blue/ White women clutch they purses and at the same time cut they eyes. What a surprise, always two sides. 2 face. Dark nights filled me with thoughts of flickerin lights. How I'm gonna provide? Shit how I'm gonna survive?
I'm tryna do it how nobody's ever done it. & aint nobody gonna stand in the way of it. Ima "Step Up" cause theres no actin' my way through it. Call me DUKE nuke em or G.I. Joe. Road blocks ill blast my way through em
I feel so malnourished since i bypassed my competition. Whats left? still starving, Aint no endin.
Your Halfassed wordplay is ChildsPlay compared to Chuckie. Wasting money on 7's while I'm saving up for Gene Simmons money.
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