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And i was born in a body caged in cells to stay afraid of being okay
Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way
Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her
But then i find more errors than your cells spell checker
Cuz i can't get high off that trash im blastin brain cells and this a** is
The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages
Sweet, okay makes sense
No more prison and cells
Do not give a f** i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick
Im a bug under your skin, dig through your cells and let your body tick
Cuz if i get high of that trash im blastin brain cells and this a** is gra**!!!
I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul a**
I ain't looking in her eyes but her face
And kids spend their lives in the cells, and we're best safe.......