You are the target of those who would trample the liberties of free men
You are in the crosshairs of the bomb site
An enemy is entering our view
You are a citizen of the world
[Verse 1: Starker]
Yo, you sheddin' skin
I'm lashin' out like ain't take my medicine
Blackin' out like melanin provided by President
Ayo I heard he deaded him
Moncler be like my exoskeleton
Exercise on these labels my singles could bring them figures in
The bouncers let my niggas in let off a shot I set the pick and shit
Be like a pic-a-nic she licked the spoon
I put my dick in and hit and run
My side bitch like a younger Janice Dickenson
Ayo listen son, the difference like chopare to be a citizen
Gimme some, woke up this mornin' got me a gun
Was rockin' my Ones my pocket had my pot in the snugs
The field with gorillas you cop a quarter think you a deala
I'm iller my nigga my brother Leo is still in the system
It's real in the system, I'm feelin' like missin' my innocence
I light the hazy maze amaze the size a missiles
You had a throwback McGrady but it was not official
I spit these rhymes on the daily
Like news and propaganda
Be askin' all these questions (LO.C)
And still no proper answers
Stop actin' like you know me
You seen me at a party maybe oh you ain't my homie
Ain't pull up for drama no problem I did me on the doli
You are in the crosshairs of the bomb site
An enemy is entering our view
You are a citizen of the world
[Verse 1: Starker]
Yo, you sheddin' skin
I'm lashin' out like ain't take my medicine
Blackin' out like melanin provided by President
Ayo I heard he deaded him
Moncler be like my exoskeleton
Exercise on these labels my singles could bring them figures in
The bouncers let my niggas in let off a shot I set the pick and shit
Be like a pic-a-nic she licked the spoon
I put my dick in and hit and run
My side bitch like a younger Janice Dickenson
Ayo listen son, the difference like chopare to be a citizen
Gimme some, woke up this mornin' got me a gun
Was rockin' my Ones my pocket had my pot in the snugs
The field with gorillas you cop a quarter think you a deala
I'm iller my nigga my brother Leo is still in the system
It's real in the system, I'm feelin' like missin' my innocence
I light the hazy maze amaze the size a missiles
You had a throwback McGrady but it was not official
I spit these rhymes on the daily
Like news and propaganda
Be askin' all these questions (LO.C)
And still no proper answers
Stop actin' like you know me
You seen me at a party maybe oh you ain't my homie
Ain't pull up for drama no problem I did me on the doli
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