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This is a public service announcement brought to you in part by Slim Shady.
The views and events expressed here are totally f***ed,
And are not
This is a public service announcement brought to you in part by Slim Shady.
The views and events expressed here are totally fucked,
And are not
'til 4
The bus ride after school
If I make it to heaven
I hope it comes with a view
So I could see LA
Niggas know how I do
Fuck with me and get
the last album
Don't smoke weed or smoke the seed when I blast barrels
Clap Harold in the ride with cane
Nigga's get burnt lyrically I'm supplying
Hah  giddyap! 
Ha ha ha hah.. 
Another dope dope dope style 
By the massive BDP crew 
Of course  I will now present to you 
A different view
Smash down Lennox, head up to the 'View
Some reporter wanna holla and I said it was cool
Wanna know about the album and the Enemy's new
How P.E.
now (out of control) Ima start tellin you niggas like I
Tell my bitches (listen) don't watch me watch T.V. this is Pay Per View nigga you gotta pay for
the burnin' sands
Now I stand here with virtue, of course I could hurt you
Simply with my point of view, and I knew
That many would come, that's why I've chosen
on this album I just signed ta Diplomat yesterday
What's really good
(I mean, I mean the album is done I mean
You know you on the next joint you on my
you wanna talk about the music or something that has a different view
And not the shit that's getting the hits and views
Words misconstrued with no
to the ratio of bein confrontational
My concerts pay per view's capable of enragin you
To drive a car or truck with a bomb duck taped to you
Put you arms up got
walking with a solo swag
You think you ballin' in that four do' Jag? Nah
In Tom Fords with a MK bag? nah
Give you a bird's eye view of the streets
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
of the suits

Album got a deadline
Blog with a headline, always ahead line
Dapped in the Alpine
Whole city bedtime, most of us flatline
Most of us die
(Ludacris) Verse 1

I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
survived summers like saunas
Mastered a corner like Deion in his uniform
Pop hurting assertive, flirted with death
Damn near murdered before my first
of the few that disagree with me
And got your own views about who's really that dude
The south movement got ten months left
And come valentines day
how to act in a drought
See baby girl I realized, my definition of a real nigga was skewed
My views misshaped by new mixtapes
That confirmed the shit
So many questions. So what man? You hangin with El? You signed to Def Jux? 
How much you get for your advance man?

[Verse 3: MURS]
Off this album
Wasn't tryna rap
And I wore a uniform, with a McDonalds cap.
Would you see the ambition that's in my eyes?
Last week was mopping floors, this week it's
southern niggas in these streets
Yeah I'm candy flipper, you can have a picture
While I pose like a playa, by the candy with ya
Koopa never have no time,
That all men are created equal
They are endowed by their creator
With certain unalienable rights
And among these are life, liberty,
the Crypt.
I met Ghetts when I was fourteen, lost touch.
By sixteen, I'd linked up with Ghetts again
Rolling with The Movement and started doing sets for
singles on the radio
Chino never had the doe, I was determined though
Sabotaged at birth, cursed by an evil angel to strangle
My aspirations from every
But still shorty wild
Turned on by forty cals
Was young never saw me wild, clutch Robert Horry style
No wonder why I picked up triggers to beef