.[Verse 1]
Alright
Niggas be half-mad and a man paralyzed
Can't even use his legs and thighs, ready to ride
I'm ready to die's a lie, I gotta live
Nice ride, machete inside, you gotta chill
Nighttime, spaghetti and fries, we make a meal out whatever's in the fridge or so.
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