It's like '86, Magic Johnson, no disrespect
My metaphors'll keep out The Projects
Rap connects'll keep me correct
Eh yo, I wrote this on Donnie roof
After his funeral, on one knee
Thinkin his killer's followin me
So to my nikka Donnie, up there
Can you please tell God that we fukked up here?
We got beer, weed, guns, AIDS
All these obsticles, it's hard to make it nowadays
Watch the Devil in it, some say it's our fault
If that's the answer, you know smokin can cause cancer
Let me drop a bracelet, leave a chain behind
My tape stay at the beginnin cuz that's how they rewind
Y'all know how we dine, we don't eat swine, and we don't drink wine
If you don't bring me some motherfukkin cognac, I kill you
I can't feel you
Ain't in my senses, and you ain't in my dollars
I fukk with rockwilders, no leashes, no collars
Brolic scholars, that's Ghost Deini!
I quote those two lines religiously
Especially if you dont bring me some motherfukking Cognac i'll kill you![]()
Not to hype up Superb but the "Ayo I wrote this on Donnie's roof......" and everything that comes after is instant classic.
Can you please tell god that we fukked up here



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