Abortion (Letra)
[Hook 1]
I see you with your palms in your pants
But me, me, see me, I got the world in my hands
I make it spin on my finger
I’m a critical thinker
I’m a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a drinker
[Hook 2]
I know your name, yea
Your name is “unimportant”
We in the belly of the beast
And she thinking about abortion
[Verse 1]
I woke up this morning, dick rock hard
Ashed my blunt in my Grammy Award
You can save your bullshit on your memory card
If this real nigga business, then you niggas unemployed
Jumped on the celly, called Makaveli
He says he was gravy, I say I was jelly
Looked in the mirror, said “You’s an ill nigga”
Now I think I’ll have me a coffee with six sugars
In a world full of ass-kissers and dick pullers
I’m trying to walk a straight line but the line crooked
I’m shooting for the stars, astronauts dodge bullets
Yea, I bought a brand new attitude
The haters music to my ears, I got got my shoes
Sometimes we question shit that there is no answer to
But I just built a house on “I don’t give a fuck” Avenue
[Hook 1]
I see you with your palms in your pants
But me, me, see me, I got the world in my hands
I make it spin on my finger
I’m a critical thinker
I’m a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a drinker
[Hook 2]
I know your name, yea
Your name is “unimportant”
We in the belly of the beast
And she thinking bout abortion
[Verse 2]
Down on the ceiling, looking up at the bed
Life is a gamble better check the point spread
And when life sucks, I just enjoy the head
I’m so sick of these niggas, I need meds
Smoking on a hallelujah, thank you Jesus
Help me focus on the future, and not the previous
Double R, I’m a rebel with a reason
Sometimes you gotta fight the devil with a demon
Blood is in the streets and it is up to my knees
Underground shit, I see myself as a seed
Living in the glass, and everybody’s looking
How can you get the picture, if you don’t know who took it?
This current affairs, but who the hell cares?
Everybody’s fighting over positions, musical chairs
On the road to redemption, go on and use a few stairs
I’m just fucking ready so I come prepared
[Hook 2]
I know your name, yea
Your name is “unimportant”
We in the belly of the beast
And she thinking bout abortion
[Verse 3]
(…)
[Hook 1]
I see you with your palms in your pants
But me, me, see me, I got the world in my hands
I make it spin on my finger
I’m a critical thinker
I’m a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a drinker
I know your name…
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