Im no Judas im jubal with my joual jubilation jumps from my journal
u all juggle jive judo flow like Juba, virgin bitches miracle maternal
Im above jesus cuz last I checked he was six feet under
wonder why im on a higher level, believers are dumber
ignorance makes me pissed never seen or spoke to this myth
bitch, he was an illusion fused in by a spliff and an acid trip
prolifically gifted leaving marks swimin’ in the spits im kickin’
Ronaldo bicycle around so its flipped, like a psychic wishin’
a shark fishin’, or g-unit with a thought provoked message
im guessing retards still miss the surgeon generals presage
smoke and choke to look dope, but dopes got no hope
workout then puff and blow, consider yourself croaked
not by fat though but that throat cancer, that hands your life away
cliche like miss cleo sporting a seatbelt, hands free on a highway
I see through it, like bush’s head when he is turned sideways
no brains, fat cat lames with high class claims faking a change
we need to get some cents come on that common knowledge
but we need bucks to buck the system and buy our college
then take our receipt, for the sake of pete, or sorry I mean diploma
move out to move in, rewind, transverse do it all again, back home
im sittin’ reminiscin’ wishin’ I was in bell air
me and the prince would raise some hell there
like ripped ravioli too many kids are shell tarred
only hell cares, life got cheese bread and bad welfare
telling us to, well fare, cuz the wells empty and its not fair
good god the plot got us caught thinking the cops care
stare at the sun so I could see the light, ended up blind by night
burnt in hell like propane showers when the match ignites
like angered arsonist we burn these mics, explodes domes
Hiroshima combustion leaving nothing but dust in our poems
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