[Intro]
Uh, I'm curb certified
I ain't like the rest of these dudes
I'm curb certififed
It's the Cons, fool
[Verse 1]
I ain't into man purses
Or the bland verses
I put more emphasis
On what the fans purchase
I hear your canned verses
Over "Runaway,"
If they ain't wild
The new dudes ain't got nothing to say
But what's the sense in having
Soldiers who kick bars
If you can smell the
Odor from the discharge?
Vaginal secretion
Might as well live up with Ms. Garrett
Up in Eastland
Cos I guess the Facts of Life are
When you're drowning in debt
And need a life guard
Cos the only time you cop
Is when the bike squad pulls up on the corner
And you show 'em where the crimes are
Uh, I'm curb certified
I ain't like the rest of these dudes
I'm curb certififed
It's the Cons, fool
[Verse 1]
I ain't into man purses
Or the bland verses
I put more emphasis
On what the fans purchase
I hear your canned verses
Over "Runaway,"
If they ain't wild
The new dudes ain't got nothing to say
But what's the sense in having
Soldiers who kick bars
If you can smell the
Odor from the discharge?
Vaginal secretion
Might as well live up with Ms. Garrett
Up in Eastland
Cos I guess the Facts of Life are
When you're drowning in debt
And need a life guard
Cos the only time you cop
Is when the bike squad pulls up on the corner
And you show 'em where the crimes are
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