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Ah, ayy, ayy Shouts out to all my conspiracy theorists This is Wendy Day from Rap Coalition, RZA... Big Boy, Fazid... Soul On Ice Part Two Watered the bush, I was 14, breakin' Raisin', fake I.D. from Eric Davis Good vibrations, Kehlani first to take-off in an altercation (Facts, facts) Like Walter Payton, running back to the drama with our 40 oz bottles The Aussies call it Mackers, we call it McDonalds I know hoes from Toronto who collect vinyl Then bust it wide open at the Spearmint Rhino Was thinkin' about settlin' down, but these hoes got their head in the cloud So I'm celibate now, lasted a couple months then its back to being slut puppy (Hahaha) Jumping off like adrenaline junkies (X-boy) My brother Curt, my brother Clee, my brother Nummy, go dummy Wais P never let me go hungry 40 a diva dude, 10 pair of the same Gucci shoes My revolver big and black like Terry Crews (Ooh) I just love the culture and the bag, gee Mystery to me why you dressin' like Mr. T Ten skinny ass gold chains like chokers I just put bitcoins inside my penny loafers (Oh) Moonwalkin' across your sofa Trap musicians, y'all overdose, we get doper! North, East, West, South, we all connected (Woo) SongtexteIt's hard to defend against the unexpected (Nigga) They just found the right one, the right time, wrong day Even if the needle skip, homie let the song play Kept it 100 when them suckas acted strange Already, I fuck with you the long way Right one, right time, wrong day Even if the needle—, homie let the song play Kept it 100 when them suckas acted strange All day, I fuck with you the long way Midtown, '88, Venice and La Brea 17, graffiti writing, fly Rhymesayer Hanging with the Crips clash, almost catchin' whiplash Watchin' my own back, the government sold crack We ran Sherman square, sometimes we'd brawl Reading William S. Cooper and "The Final Call" "Behold a Pale Horse", and pray for the sheeple Used to move pounds, now we all smoke legal Higher than any Eagle album ever charted 9/11 was an inside job, don't get me started Ancient secrets were guarded, pillaged and marauded The Christians crusaded, and natives got slaughtered But every single holiday you celebrate's pagan And Hinkley loved Jodi so he shot Ron Reagan Live from Copenhagen, fightin' out of California I'm running up on ya, I ain't gonna warn ya They just found the right one, the right time, wrong day Even if the needle skip, homie let the song play Kept it 100 when them suckas acted strange Already, I fuck with you the long way Right one, right time, wrong day Even if the needle—, homie let the song play Kept it 100 when them suckas acted strange All day, I fuck with you the long way Aus Songtexte Mania