You think you know me Oh, it's stupid, but I will persevere Oh Yes Sad man, uh
Rap in prison (Uh) , I know these basement dwellers need a villain (Oh) How you livin'? It's Young Peggy without no pot to piss in Hard drive (Hard drive) , we pack these dudes, we make your heart stop Rap just need God (Hahaha, sucka) Never go out the model way (Okay, model way?) Can't believe I'm gettin' paid off this art today (Damn, Peggy) I'm the medicine man (Yeah) , keep a zip in my hand (Yeah) I do work on the stage (Haha) , I still feel like a fan Uh, when I pass, oh, everything I did matter to you baby, if it didn't Fuck it, when my body frigid (Yeah) , all this music gon' keep Peggy livin' It's the young, black, Brian Wilson Smilin' at these crackers who want me dead Fire helmets won't protect your head Don't get sent to Jesus throwin' lead, lil' nigga
Uh, 'sup Yeah You know what I mean? Sometimes you just gotta keep it simple like that, it's just, it is what it is Yeah, hahaha That's what my dad tells me, no not at all That's what my dad tells me too, if I had a dad My dad, my dad doesn't Ah, yeah
Compositor: Barrington Devaughn Hendricks ECAD: Obra #30755620