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And I'ma shine but I'm still bout blastin', huh?
Nigga rollin' short about paper
Bedroom, 2nd floor, in the 'vator
I'm a superstar (star), money makin' pimp
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2nd Verse: [Fiend & Lil' Gotti Gambino]

[Fiend]
All my rivals remember me, Fiend
The one that call the shottie
Blastin' the mafi, there them
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2nd Verse: [Fiend & Lil' Gotti Gambino]

[Fiend]
All my rivals remember me, Fiend
The one that call the shottie
Blastin' the mafi, there them
this out or act my age?
Am I happy I came to the young man's game,
Where the bouncers know me by my name, tonight?

Oh I could I work this room
I
couple, holo-points follow you home in Staten Island
Playin with the big toys that make noise
Echo in the hall, a scared voice
Niggas start to act choice,
Couple
Hollow points follow you home, Staten Island
Playing with the big toys that make noise
Echo in the hall, a scared voice
Niggas start to act choice,
transform to a pen in case of a words war
And opened the first door that led to the first floor
I got attacked by a couple of rap acts
They wore dreads,
transform to a pen in case of a words war
And opened the first door that led to the first floor
I got attacked by a couple of rap acts
They wore dreads,
transform to a pen in case of a words war
And opened the first door that led to the first floor
I got attacked by a couple of rap acts
They wore dreads,
the international charm, see a squad I harass

React, you best adapt when I sling this rap
Another chapter, before when I have to trap ya
Map your whole path out
Go
Well, I guess the best way for me to begin is
The other day I was hanging with some friends
Going around the room talking about our favorite noise
rap shit
Get blown off the face of the Earth by the G.P. click

Whoever wrote the book on hip hop we revised it
Now adapt to the Shaolin chapter
Here he is in action
Trying to patch up the attraction,
Figured he would win her back if he act in a common passion,
Penned a couple chapters about
herb.
Built by the best to bust swerves, like a sharp curve.
Fifty percent on wax, no matter of fact.
Every nine out of ten rap acts produce a wack
my mother died I had to take it in stride
There ain't no room for pride in watching your father cry
And dad made it until maybe a year later
When they
rough shit
Let's get started on the second chapter
How I fuckin' act when I cause disaster
Faster than Hurricane Mitch, ain't that a bitch
That a young
to the shopping carts of all hard-working families
Electric doodads and wizard hats [exist] to keep the munchkins entertained
But get replaced by newer versions
behind me 

I got head rest, Genesis played by the Brat-Hey 

Bulletproof windows, for negroes, that want to act 

Don't want to face the fact, That
the gate
I seen two more escape

It ain't no room for no non-ass soldier niggas
An it's amazin how the heat bring out the ho in niggas
When pistols
Well, I guess the best way for me to begin is
The other day I was hanging with some friends
Going around the room talking about our favorite noise
Buggin' you like a centipede
Even tho it tie the room together nicely like a centerpiece
Try to pretend you're passive but actually act aggressively
Try
of guilty acts
Eroded by all the things you hate
There's bodies dancing, crazed
Sexual heat
Grazing from the orchard where starving people eat
Her great
ROOM
Must be a full moon, here comes a tune
Bullets fly by your head zoom zoom zoom
(A to the K to the 4 to the 7
 Little devils don't go to heaven!
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seven deep in the jeep with the camel top,
everybody and they drunk as hell,
?? and awesome dre and anybody by the right would see us
(cause we
faster? Can?t you blast her out?

SMOCK
But the woman?s room on Level 4 is only three by three. We wouldn?t want to reduce her to atoms, that would be