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Mandem calling me luffy finna come through while I bring out the one piece Look at my wrist You all be dead by half past two on my time piece Get
this tragic end The dead adolescent Fallen angel descends Said here's a chance to live To gain a will again When pain and life blend in Chaos will bloom
like you. I got a hundred beats; all nicer than your joint. Karaoke MC's need not receive G's; that's the whole point. Be out within' the crowd; get
Product of the slaughterhouse This is the aftermath I don't trust shit bitches hang you with white flags Stab you in the back and then ask for
screaming my name Bow your heads in prayer babe, haven't you heard I'm a saint Or grow a fuckin' pair and get the fuck out my face Wait a minute little
feel like they froze Speech, totally calm, hold a dead rappers dome in my palm Burn a flag, plus its on the Qu'ran, its on the bible Plus America
afraid to dive Let the money pile up until I'm buried alive Ask who the fuck want it, I bring it to your doorbell Have niggas in your yard like a yard
than yours I'm just on some other shit I'm all about the beats and the lyrics So when you hear it you can feel it The vibe is energized by
than yours I'm just on some other shit I'm all about the beats and the lyrics So when you hear it you can feel it The vibe is energized by
because I won't back down So bring your weapons and your guns Bring your daughters and your sons I will plant my flag on your shore And be knock, knock,
They just was watching When they nigga had got ran down That's the type of shit Ah make you put your hands down Ain't get no hand outs Niggas seen me cry
know out of my character I won’t expose one rhyme away from cutting close this is here dead murder she wrote Get rich or die trying I live by the quote I
of the bluest inks your iris ever saw (close to insanity) One child prodigy with a vision in his core (close to insanity) (yeah, yo) I'm frost bitten, slippin'
your so wrong (it's 50) I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead Destination heaven, sit and politic with passengers from 9/11 (yeah)
your so wrong (it's 50) I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead Destination heaven, sit and politic with passengers from 9/11 (yeah)
hood I'm the epitome slimeball Fuck up out my eyesight Fuck is on your brain? Dog shit? I'm not the clown type Die fore I let a nigga play me Like I'm
troop Salute, collect the loot And shoot When I say so Pull out and let them fade slow Who gave the mother fucking order Dead i Side Show I got some
whoa! [Lil' Fame] Aiyyo I bring sorrow, you won't make it to tomorrow Flames spit from the nozzle, pop one up in your (?) (STREET TEAM) East coast up,
Rose's diary, That's why an appetite for destruction lives inside of me. I'm not - your - typical lyricist, Acting gangsta and sellin' out appearences.
your mom proud Take us all over the world we like to travel Steer clear of dead things you never know you might unravel Your hidden secrets young
to take Your grandma out you got to know 'bout shit To talk 'bout shit Why the fuck you think I talk like this? In any hood that you go, it's the same
autograph Swear to God nigga! Swear to God! I'm sure his ass won't make a confession But they can tell by your facial Expression it's not a lie You can't
out bread sticks I break every bone in your foot you try To give me that easy dead kick So that when you slide up like a Dancer we'll all see your leg
and bitch I'm still countin' You niggas got problems? Well I got bigger problems My guns all black, make me bring the nigga out 'em You don't want that
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