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In the twilight of my life
I don't need no Grammys
Rock my gay acceptance speech
Most of all I'd like to...
Thank God
For programming my beats
I want to thank God
For making me hard like I'm from the streets
God wrote all my dopest rhymes
God wrote all my dopest rhymes
God wrote all my dopest rhymes
Especially those ones about shooting and getting fkin' high
Jesus H muth* fkin' boom boom Christ
I've been doin' this for money and for sex all night
It's the song that be gettin' me erect aight
The scenario is scary yo its fkin' up your stereo
In the twilight of my life
I don't need no Grammys
Rock my gay acceptance speech
Most of all I'd like to...
Thank God
For programming my beats
I want to thank God
For making me hard like I'm from the streets
God wrote all my dopest rhymes
God wrote all my dopest rhymes
God wrote all my dopest rhymes
Especially those ones about dealing drugs and rolling with my thugs
Jesus H muth* fkin' boom boom Christ
I've been doin' this for money and for sex all night
It's the song that be gettin' me erect aight
The scenario is scary yo it's fkin' up your stereo
In the twilight of my life
I don't need no Grammys
Rock my gay acceptance speech
Most of all I'd like to...
Thank God
For programming my beats
I want to thank God
For making me hard like I'm from the streets
God wrote all my dopest rhymes
God wrote all my dopest rhymes
God wrote all my dopest rhymes
Especially those ones about shooting and getting fkin' stupid