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Southern california hardcore (back up in that ass) we ain't gonna warn ya (KMK mob) Stoners Reakin Havoc who wants next? get them l-o-see snap they necks,
called up The shit I spit how shit get caught up Get rid of mycrow bar before a person 14-5 The shit niggaz gotta do try 2 get high As time fly by so
made men Not the wife and children, that's when rats come in It be your girl in the parlor, talking like shit rich And next to her, gettin' her nails
known as a thug and thief So anyone with beef I gotta slug to sleep Peep, I'm not no nigga Figure he can come up By getting a job so I mob Not
Bang bang same thang game came when I left em I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie [Slick Rick] But I'm his Royal Slickness
Time's on my side mufucka Time do what the fuck I tell it to do You know what I'm sayin This that mob shit Vagabond, bitch This that piss everyone
[big ed] Chorus We some mob niggas Bust your ass out your hilfigers No limit mercenary killers We some thug niggas We some tru niggas What you wanna
the funeral parlor This kid that owed me dough, I didn't take his life Instead I tied him up and made him watch me rape his wife One nigga cold tried to diss me
like a pharaoh Killin the game in my scarceheart apparel Ain't trynna boss up tell me what you here for Roll wit the mob feel like Robert De Niro Run up
blessings, nigga Got married to the fucking mob when I met it Nigga Everybody cried at my motherfucking wedding Nigga Everybody 5 in my motherfucking section
did and do shit that's better than new shit (what) Fit for two clips (what) The kid is a nuisance (yeah) Aw man, he's inspired by his own gangsta
to the famous, fabled walls of Jericho Old billiard parlor walls come-a tumbling down! Well, a band'll do it, my friends Oh yes, I said a boys' band, do ya hear
I used to serve by my grandma's house (yeah) I left some birds by my grandma's house (hah, brrt) You knockin' at the door, but no, I can't come out
she telling me she "feeling the kid" Ain't been myself in some months, I just ain't been sayin' shit Gon' go down the realist, the most solid it get She
and hang out in the parlor After the sun went down That old beanbag from the sixties was The best seat in the house Every night by nine o'clock We'd
simple blunders And the funeral just ride on by Procession whole street wide Til niggas get shot in the parlor Somebody somebody call the doctor Before one
Cultivated roots grown in basements Nurtured by 808 hits, and bass riffs Road to Vegas, fearing and loathing faded Culminating in my soul escaping,
It's me baby I was the mayor in the v, niggas know that You heard the name Back by popular demand, these niggas watered down the game I was
the magic that you're used to I float a rose, hands free, like it's Bluetooth My grand illusions make your parlor tricks irrelevant The foot of Lady Liberty
A schizophrenic veteran prays To a God he met today In the absence of a saint Behind a tattoo parlor in the rain In the light of the neon cross A crying kid
chill by the parlor I be wreakin' havoc You can't fucking have it I can never panic Because I'm too organic She think that she savage But I think that she
When I talk about the things I never did Lets take it back to when I was a little kid Sitting on the stoop before I thought of smoking cigs I was
like a cop! Infrared with the dot (Infrared with the dot) Don't you feel the kid? Ain't that feeling rare? Don't you know how to share? Leave it right
did and do shit that's better than new shit (what) Fit for two clips (what) The kid is a nuisance (yeah) Aw man, he's inspired by his own gangsta
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