Artist: Drapetomania (Gen Pop & Big Walt) Album: Drapetomania Song: Passion Fruit Typed by: Kyle Hunter/Bandcamp [GP] Praise God and pass the ammunition I'm makin cuts and layin tracks like black beauticians Prhyme Rhyme told your boy to keep it Suade So I keep a blind eye to you underneath the shades I wrote this on the West Side: North Maple, West Side Everyday, 12A, AATA, let's ride Milosh got the Loud downtown, that's the best buy I don't smoke like that, but if I did it'd leave my chest fried Like these fly birds I observe: Legs Breasts Thighs We can crash, when I give that ass a test drive Black boys bussin verses White girls clutchin purses Bitches lacin DMT with skag got you fuckin nervous Fuck the Heat dude, I be hatin Bron won the title but his hairline still be Ossie Davis Rest in Peace to Pogo, finger fuck the Po-po The Black Man is God like Yaphet Kotto in a polo [Chorus] And he ain't crazy, he just PASSIONATE Drapetomania wit D&D its so immaculate Smack the ass of the establishment Throw em off balance then hit the gas wit the baddest chick Cuz she ain't crazy, she just PASSIONATE And we ain't crazy we just PASSIONATE Tell them motherfuckers play in traffic if they mad at it Cuz I ain't come for practice, bitch I'm gunnin for the championship [Walt] They see me out And they know what I'm about Ingham County's in the house All these shows, they stay booked Women wanna Bang, wanna meet me on the Facebook I'm gettin old I'm not swagged out Used to be Dad spazzin out, takin trash out Now I'm cashed out, drink the Guinness black stoute Educate rappers and let the class out Slide in the whip, then I go to Zach's house Watch the Broncos (aka the Jets) Tebow's wack, wow I got some new shit comin in like teethin Women from Sweden, I love to watch em leavin This evening, General P &... Me plottin on eatin till we stop breathin If I ever hear you say Walt's decent Prolly bought your jewelry at the mall, prolly called Skeezits [Chorus]