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please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother's evil
walkin' the streets death can take you away
It's never guaranteed that you'll see the next day
At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play
So defend
of the fade cops

The game chase but they couldn't cover the streets up
Rolled out ran into the spot to meet up

Strapped down covered up the tracks
like tycoon, we all shine 
While we parle wit the flyest mommy of 25th street 
Watch how honey in the Lex do it 
I'm in the 6 V wit the 12 next to it
like tycoon, we all shine 
While we parle wit the flyest mommy of 25th street 
Watch how honey in the Lex do it 
I'm in the 6 V wit the 12 next to it
or it's you that I'll be muggin
I'm comin out that 619
That evil westcoast dungeon
Clouds of smoke out this fuckin pipe I'm holdin
It'll be your wallet
on yo' street
I'm tryna find a spot that's big enough
So that all of my people can meet!

Technicians!
Owoh! Owoh! Owoh!
Others ain't got a clue
makin' doe, but not enough to blow
J O's, they lust my flows, but A-yo
I don't trust a soul, I know I need to
These evil streets will meet you
Halfway
makin' doe, but not enough to blow
J O's, they lust my flows, but A-yo
I don't trust a soul, I know I need to
These evil streets will meet you
Halfway than
And wrote about this world gone mad
And how times was getting real bad
But what we need to do
Is connect with them other two
And make that dream you had
and throw the Funkytown sign
I'm on that other level, a coffin and a shovel
?Fly? down to put yo ass, before you meet the Devil, the metal
Penalties I pay by
holmes is cause you haven't meet me yet
So learn mothafucka or burn mothafucka
You die when you mess around 'cause fool this wop town
I do not give a fuck
to be a better man
Never did I understand what I had
My attitude mad, young and bad
Fila, Levis still sportin' the sag
Walkin' the streets
was I to do with this death in my face?
The crew, blunts, the brew, or get saved by his grace?
I fantasized and I analyzed, understand me?
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