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It started when we were little kids 
Free spirits but already tormented by our own hands
Given to us by our parents we got together
And wrote
It started when we were little kids 
Free spirits but already tormented by our own hands
Given to us by our parents we got together
And wrote
truck up a little kid's butthole
Feel the wrath of a psychopath slash ambassador of the Valentine's Day Massacre slash assassin
I slash her in the ass
shooter of a drive-by,
Smokin' cain, sellin' joints in jr High
Head from a minor, sex with animals,
Butthole surfers, a fucked up rehearsal,
Lost pawn
Check (5X)

Well, let us skip the boring foreplay I'm slidin' right in 
This girl over my house who had to be about 19
Ass, hoes in my poster 
She's
Check, check, check, check, check

Well, let us skip the boring foreplay, I'm slidin' right in
This girl over my house
Who had to be about 19 ass
Yeah
Lost so many soldiers overseas
Over cheese
I was on my knees, and cowaiting by rain steady praying for the world to freeze
Little kid's gone,
You put quarters in the juke box to complain about the songs
You used to be supportive now you're telling us we're wrong
But nothing's really
you'll start loving his righteousness and we start
Looking just like his kids

Live free by his mercy and grace
Live free by his mercy and grace
The Beast Box is dreaming
What you believe

The replica at Disneyland
In the big exhibition hall
It's correct to the last nut and bolt
It's nothing like
hustle to double, others hug you to mug you
Poverty-stricken, they even turn a church kid into stickin
It seems sickenin, but what? Whatever makes
like it is
There ain't no stopping us now
Somebody shut me up so I can live out loud
Them people thought I was gone

It's been a long time comin'
wasn't fucking impressed
Who's the nigga with the big mouth
I live your ass erect and bit off with a lion's mouth
Your hypeman sound like a bitch that
But kids I've had, and they are sung
Upon folks' ears my babes are hung
Rhythmically they live among
And grow but don't get old
Not in a box, not in
hustle to double, others hug you to mug you
Poverty-stricken, they even turn a church kid into stickin
It seems sickenin, but what? Whatever makes
Pacquaio box 'em up
How would I know H-B-O would get a shot of us
Sitting so close that we almost got snot on us
Please don't bow in my presence 
How am
Pacquaio box 'em up
How would I know H-B-O would get a shot of us
Sitting so close that we almost got snot on us
Please don't bow in my presence 
How am
Hello, wherever you are
Are you dancing on the dance floor or drinking by the bar?
Tonight we do it big, and shine like stars
We don't give a fuck
can’t see us
A white waitress on standby when we need her
A black Maybach, 40 pulled up Jeep
No doors all that nigga was missing was Aaliyah
Felt like
can’t see us
A white waitress on standby when we need her
A black Maybach, 40 pulled up Jeep
No doors all that n**** was missing was Aaliyah
Felt like
live in huts

In the jungles of South America
Like my father before the war
I'd find out where we came from
And what this life is for

[Chorus:
Like M.O.P., nigga, I'll mash you out
If I can't get you here, swing by your house, muthafucka

Ya'll niggas got it twisted, huh?
That liquor up into
the gold faucets
Be cautious, well known to take the weak hostage
U.S Marshalls on the way and they cut open the gates
Know we going to trial by the look
like this kid, aiyyo 
We shut it down like the news and blast like fresh tecs 
Out the box, we outbox, get suplexed 
Take notes nigga, best check
they come down here below

If the pearly gates were closed this morning
Would there be angels here tonight
And would they live their lives among us

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