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A Reality Show 2 Real 4 Television

Big boys doing a thousand thang a week, 4 thousand a month, grossing -n- netting 35 hundred of each, fueling their money through dump trucks, got a distributing company distributing car seats -n- breast pumps, she got breast cancer, I feel the lumps, these dudes acting like women, only difference is they don’t bleed once a month, P.Didy Dirty Money, Atlantic City -n- Vegas made a few billion f*cking with Trump, she don’t give up the p*ssy, she only f*ck in the ass old conservative ass cunt, state trooper make 60 thousand a year, we pay him six hundred thousand  2 traffic our China White, I95, Route 60, BW Parkway, the New Jersey Turnpike, shipment get through everybody, right dope boy diamond bright, believe the hype, we seeing what Mayweather seeing after the fight -n- one night you don’t know about me cuz I wouldn’t let the Fedz magazine do an article on me -n- I denied Spike Lee twice, 4 he was tryna do a documentary about my life, certain names I couldn’t nor wouldn’t mention, you ain’t never seen 10 stoves -n-1 kitchen, the FBI that’s one thing, but when you got the CIA watching you -n- the NSA listening, them some bad boys to be having in your business, my defecation must don’t stink, 4 I got broads riding me from the back, while I’m sh*ting, got Beyonce little sister washing while Shaq old wife drying my dishes, every time I move my bed changes temperatures, 4 my mattress got built in heat -n- air condition, a broad say she want 2 drink my waste, so I grabbed an empty Ros’e bottle and pissed in it, my Reality Show, they couldn’t even count the rating on television, 2 speak I got Federal Judges asking 4 permission, I’m a Black man in America, so I got 2 go 2 prison, the prosecutor didn’t oppose when the Judge told me I could pick my own sentence, I’m 37, it’s my birthday -n- after I blew out all the candles, I made a lot of wishes, my decisions shiver -n- my wisdom wraps them up -n- keep them warm until they’re delivered, this is a little glimpse of what I’m living, I’m a Black man in America, so no matter the sentence, yeah I got 2 go 2 prison, every colored convict in America, that’s who I’m representing church, 2 all those players worldwide pimping every American Gangsta, somehow got caught slipping, so I’ve learned from their mistakes, so I move more meticulous -n- different 2 all my brothers in the struggle, we dying -n- killing ourselves -n-going 2 prison, take the Devil’s glasses off, f*ck his vision, just listen and when God shows his signs pay attention, at the end of the day we Black, so they sending our asses 2 prison, this is a Reality Show 2 Real 4 Television, pay attention -n- stay the f*ck out of prison.

2 all my sistas, 2 the ones who are
Cool, but 2 the ones who ain’t, we need y’all
2 start better representing, please help us, we need
Y’all 2 stay out of prison, 2 real 4 television
 

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