[Verse 1: Game] Politics as usual, them palm trees is beautiful Crack rock lingerin’, fiends suckin’ they cuticles Wear the wrong colors ’round here, niggas is shootin’ you Niggas workin’ out in them pens, stuck in they cubicles Nigga, you killin’ who? Street shit, me and Meek shit Fuck with him, fuck around and be
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