DPS ft. Jzavion

The shit I've seen in my life has made the angel on my shoulder cry

So when I'm committed, baby girl, I'm talkin' bout you and I

And if you lockin' in with me, well, honestly, that's suicide

But who am I to judge if we are the same, two in eyes

Eyes of the beholder

The eyes that confide in closure

A tide that could shift the culture

A massacre covered over

By taxes, racists, and voters, and tax invaders, and cobras

Snakes in the grass blow composure of those who compose a soldier

Of bitches, pimps, and the Oprahs

I'm Hova, I'm takin' over