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Everyone I know, everyone I know is sad
Smiling in a bad way, high off stolen meds
Everyone I know, everyone I know's got plans
But they all just

If you staying, you can stay
But If you buying this a gram
You from a city where they don't know who I
Am not, none of them, or one of them
Some

Some that I know, they rob and they jack
But it ain't what you do, its about how you stack
Bout how you lax, Bout how you max
Plan for a great tomorrow

froggy, but this gun I shoot, go boom, boom, bam
Youngest in my city, keeping it real, that's just who I am

All this motion on me, try to copy, they know

Yeah, yeah
Why you talking shit, we all know you lame
Tore out the coupe, yeah, it got a new brain
Ran up that bag quick, I feel like Usain
I just

I do not care
Sending someone in the air
His goons should prolly send a prayer
Yeah life ain't fair
Yeah
JJ on the beat

I live by one commandment,

foenem Lil Tecca
Don't know bout us? Boy we giving free metal
You wouldn't act a fool if you knew better
Squeezo he posted by me with berettas
He better be

A pretty girl from the city
Harlem to be exact yea you know we get gritty
But lately shit been real crazy
All these niggas actin up
All these babies

Lil Bro just popped a x
Now he thinking a he a shooter Told that boy calm down that Boy is not a shooter
That nigga just a user
I do not need me no

he a child molester
Catch him by mine Boy Ima murder that bastard
Y the world support dude cause they don’t know no better
Got my foot on they necks I

off your plate
Handling business the way yo bitch handle my dick
Had to pass it that pussy got shame
Everyone playing
Lil bitch I ain't playing I'm

praying for my city cause my city needs God
I'm praying for my city cause my city needs God
And I know when I die I cannot take nothing with me
But while

some pay
Fuckin' up the cities with these shows, goin' state to state
If I catch that nigga lackin', better know he gon' need triple A
You let that song

Yerrrrr
Huh Huh
They Know It's Tuk
Anytime you hear that motherfucker
I'm goin' in
Ahhhh
I'm unbeatable, unbreakable, these niggas still incapable

to keep my pants up this bitch gon blow
Slim should have tripped lil bitch I would have sent him to the damn sun lil bitch
Mama know I'm killing shit she

come up
Got the talent
Drive
Maybe need a little luck
A+Styles
He that cool
Everyday nigga
You know
If he ever got one shot
You'd swear that nigga
Gone

smoking on dot 
I know the real you pussy boy just stop rappin whatchu not 
When’s the last time you put on for that block
Never that’s why i got the city

the trappin'
In the cell and i swear that they trapped in
Fake Hard
And i know that they actin
Nowadays bitches booties by plastic
Niggas fake and they cap with

Let da Monkey Out

Redman

Doc's Da Name 2000

1998

runnin cities like Geechie Dan
When Richie Cunningham was Opie I was low-key
Airing niggas that was more square than my gold teeth
My appetite for

on that purple lean
If you got a choppa in your hand than pop that
Rob on these cowards tell them D-Boys to drop that
Show up at your house disrespecting

When you can't even complete your deal
I know you're stressed, take
Your time go heal, lil fucker
So lets be honest
You ain't flexin' like we do
'Cah I

on a Spanish Fly
Tried to fuck me on a roll roll, run it

Symbolize the good life
She ain't young as she used to be
On the hunt for my type
Rob the cradle that's

You know Lil Ced, that's my nigga, I made him a millionaire
Fuck it, we all rich
I ain't tryna have babies right now, so we fuck with a rubber
But

OK Stan
In the future, all fighting happens very low
Because armor protects everyone from the mid-calf up
So I'm going to show you some kicks