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[Chorus]
I want to roll with the devil

Nothing works here
I've been here for seven years
The medication don't work
Nothing works here
I've been here
I been in this game for years, it made me a animal
It's rules to this shit, I wrote me a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
Your game
through the hour glass ticking of the clock

If you don't know by now it's too late
We the most serious thing on the market since date rape
We the dead
my bitch, Jesse Mayer
The Compton thug
Gettin' love by many
But I'm hated by masses
So fuck they asses
Niggas say they men
And they large, but
through the hour glass tickin' off the clock

If you don't know by now its too late
We the most serious thing on the market since date rape
We the dead, we
Seven: this rule is so underrated
Keep your family and business completely seperated
Money and blood don't mix like two dicks and no bitch
Find yourself
never sell no crack where you rest at
I don't care if they want a ounce, tell 'em bounce!
Number 6, that goddamn credit? Dead it
You think a crackhead
the span of ten years
Bitch I'm ten times two on a scale of one to ten
I'll battle ten crews with the strength of ten men

At nine, I was into crime,
The '06 Ricky D, less glitter be
Yes Sicily ricery, don't mean shit to me
Get with me physically, mentally, literally
My henchmen, they lynch men
They
never sell no crack where you rest at
I don't care if they want a ounce, tell 'em bounce!
Number 6, that goddamn credit? Dead it
You think a crackhead
know (now I'm packin' up a dead bitch)
I didn't know (now I'm sippin' off a dead bitch)
I didn't know (I don't be trippin' off a dead bitch)
I didn't
brother, it's the year of the jackal
Saddle up on high horse
My torch forced Polaris embarrassed
Shackle up the hassle by the dooming legend marriage 
I
this
Heat in yo' meat, make your blood skeet
A nigga just tryin' to get on his feet
So hurry up, rich bitch, before I twitch

She said, "Don't rape me
brethren to be sevens and being friends
Tecca don't wanna see kiddies die
Minors in the stretcher, so what you gonna do with them 25 lighters on your
his dick sucked?
Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts
Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make up
Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor
Quit tryin'
you talk, when you talk about me
'Cause I'll come and take your life away

Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry
you talk, when you talk about me
'Cause I'll come and take your life away

Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry
She put the pipe down, but every year she was sober
Her sons heart simultaneously grew colder
He started hanging out selling bags in the projects
while the President gets his dick sucked?
Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts
Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up

Get aware, wake up, get
be a thief, she locked the doors when I was walking by
They must be whores 'cause the master rapes them and leaves
The child
So dead beat daddy was
the raw
Bitch, row, bitch, row, bitch, row, bitch, row
I close his eye
Them nigga with the indeg
Shoot him up with two tens
Don't give a fuck who flex
Now
TICAL

As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this even Mr H-O-T
N-i-x, you get splashed with the Tec
Nobody
of the Starship TICAL

As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this evening for H-O-T
N-I-S, you get splashed with the Tec
of the U.S.A.

Over 200 years ago they shook off the chains of tyranny from Great Britain By divine call
Citing 27 biblical violations they wrote
The '06 Ricky D, less glitter be
Yes Sicily ricery, don't mean shit to me
Get with me physically, mentally, literally
My henchmen, they lynch men
They

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