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you au jus

'Cause all you do is spit them lyrics out the wazoo
Evil twin, take this beat now, it's on you"
I believe people can change, but only for
The Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place,
And I can picture it after all these days.

And I know it's long gone,
And that magic's not here no
hair, I was there, I remember it all too well

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin
King of California give a fuck who got next
I'm right now
Bump your gums and the ratchet’ll shoot ya
Send your ass back to the future
No Delorean
you au jus

'Cause all you do is spit them lyrics out the wazoo
Evil twin, take this beat now, it's on you"
I believe people can change, but only for
I'm like a ghost
I'll be living in a dirt room
Waiting for the day to be closer
To the window when you're home
I'll be standing by your back door
I'm like a ghost
I'll be living in a dirt room
Waiting for the day to be closer
To the window when you're home
I'll be standing by your back door
of fate's portents on patterns I've relied
I've given in my demon twin lies dying by my side
The future is a mystery now the stars have turned to grey
My
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
Since day one  niggaz died at the Don 
'Cause I was anon  now Terror Squad is a thousand beyond 
Not only strong but we loyal and royally treated
Jacks all day.
It's a patriotic scene, all that's missing is the Queen,
But she said she couldn't make it of a Tuesday.
Then something wells up here
by a Mack truck 
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up 
Cracked up, can't wait 'till this album is wrapped up 
I'mma take you
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album
who got the gangsta shit poppin
N.W.A, Too Short, Spice 1, And 2Pac
And fuck you niggaz rappin wack shit, you dodgin the game
I keep two little twin
Then just study a tape of n.w.a.!

One day i was walking by, wit a walkman on, when i caught a guy
Give me an awkward eye (what you looking at?)
Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no
And study your tpe of N-W-A

One day I was walkin' by 
Wit a Walkman on 
When I caught a guy givin' me an awkward eye 
And strangled him off in
a tape of N.W.A.!
One day I was walkin' by, wit a walkman on, when I caught a guy
Give me an awkward eye (what you lookin' at?)
And strangled him off in
get off tour I think we should hang and black out together. 
Because I've been feeling sentimental for days gone by...
all those summers singing,
Then just study a tape of n.w.a.!

One day i was walking by, wit a walkman on, when i caught a guy
Give me an awkward eye (what you looking at?)
a tape of N.W.A.!
One day I was walkin' by, wit a walkman on, when I caught a guy
Give me an awkward eye (what you lookin' at?)
And strangled him off in
Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album