Wanna preach to 'em but their evil keep on seepin' out I never learned to hold it in, I gets emotionalįirst, implode then explode, I'm combustibleĬould be carrying something up under my hoodyĬourse me, never snap and kill a baller, y'all or would he?īut I carry Desert Eagles where ever black people are I try to hide it deep inside but I'm dysfunctional I got hit songs but I've been gone so long that I don't fit I'm a little dysfunctional, don't you know?īorn to hustle, I'm a product of environment Listen, they call me genius, I run the show 'Cause he sloppy, not me, costly rocks be spot free Might dude wanna pick a fight because he's sorry Lodi dodi, I'm at the party on a drunk night with a punk 'Cause back in the day most have forsaken me You're the problem, please don't awakin' me First entry for Sickology 101, Dysfunctional
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