He's - World'sAffair

So now accept your truth
When all these bullets fly between us
That corrupts the youth
When homies hold the magazinups
I repent your brute
Cause fingers quicker than ya triggaz
Step inside my booth
Where we keep it smooth
So now accept your truth
When all these bullets fly between us
That corrupts the youth
When homies hold the magazinups
I repent your brute
Cause fingers quicker than ya triggaz
Step inside my booth
Where we keep it smooth
Lost inside my mind in all these thoughts
Thinking bout the thots
Couple meters
Friendly from my block
Making bodies drop
Bullets by the pound
They got a lot
Meet them by the lot
Cooking stew
Up in the studio
Don't even need a pot
Missed it when the ladies did the dancing
Cause I'm on the rock
Rolling
Ducking
Weaving
You missed me
Whasup with yo glock?
Kiss it
Sana
Sana
Talking Spanish
Something bout some frog
Members of society
Recruited
Punched into the block
It never stops
From pop to pops
Go ask Tupac
Biggie to smalls
They want them all
They need the fall
They give us drugs
They give us guns
Then tell em have some fun
Don't give us hugs
They hold our lungs
And they cut our tongues
Don't let em talk
Don't let em speak
Cause then they'll reach the peak
Once on top
All the space
We want it for ourselves
Cause we don't share
Like we don't care
Even, if you stare
This is my layer
But I'll tell u thats the world's affair

Written by:
Hessel Duarte Madrid

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