Meet the G That Killed Me

Every Black person who says that they're a leader needs to pen blazing questions about AIDS

And get an answer to the question, "How could it be in a book published in 1969?"

Under chemical and biological warfare

Tell 'em

Man to man, I don't know if they can

From what I know, the parts don't fit (Ah, shit)

Now he's sharin' a needle with a drug addict

He don't believe he has it either

But now he does, he doesn't know

'Cause he goes straight to a ho

Tell you what, who was next on the butt?

Wild thingin' on a germ runnin' wild

Yo, stop, but the bag popped

Damn

Ayo, Terminator, man

Yo, meet the G that killed me