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Shaking My Head


Shaking my head Shaking my brain Ignorance makes me insane But I can’t complain Cause life’s like a game Play it good, you’ll be okay Play it bad, and you’ll be dead So ima just play it right instead And ill be ched Like cheddar cheese Money for me will not please Rap is whack, hip hop is dead, still yall give them people cred My ears bled, I mean bleed When I hear those people scream For those rappers on stage Who won’t engage In a life worth living man I gota say I feel played But it’s ok those people do it their own way Anyways better things to do Like go to church Keep my butt in school Then ill feel cool Ill be saved Cause that’s how I do it, God’s way One last thing I gotta say… I got 99 problems, but my faith aint one
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