"Go to obama Go with your mama Make up some drama Remember the pajama's" Drown in this trama Im sorry mama didn't hit that sorry flows back wish i was taller wish i was baller who knew you do all of this problem yeah flow switch dig ditch bury body witness no one no help some one don't tell in the night hear you sigh till i pass out human race hiding in the glass house the thought of you is haungting i know i replay them i don't know when ill go home im losing oh no send me the photo yeah baby lets go im tired of the dissing can we just all be friends no one asked what color you are shut the heck up about your skin their is only one race what nation your from depends don't ask me for money im struggling just like you Yeah shoot an arrow in my heart not the bullet in my head
it's not mine but I like the song
I like the song ik its not urs but still nice
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