Birthright

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yea, yea, you wanna see my gangster rap.
nah no one wants to see that.
Born in westside and made it to southside.
Both are damn close to my birthright.
People missing the hindsight, and my landslide.
 
Had no clue who i was the person to get hit.
And i still never fucking quit, never even had a fit.
All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit.
Get lost in a world, not finding that one girl.
The insurance world beame your pearl.
 
Goverment was all on us, the only thing i had was a bus.
Signed to sons of Scotland and i only sent a postcard once.
Went from not knowing what to do.
Now all i can get is all the food.
But radio ain't trying to follow suit
 
Born in the united states of america.
Kill 'em up 'dishu make gore in the cinema.
Ain't afraid to go insane don't you know it's my signature?
Serving my country right!
This is the fight and light i need in this night!
 
Born and raised for the military.
Guns, Training, Respect that's necessary.
Got a objective in life like a missionary.
Well im done i told you my life.
And when i start to rise.
I need a backyard full court size

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BahbyTeeth
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