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I was framed, framed, I was blamed
Oh, framed, framed, framed
Well, I never do nothing
But I always get blamed 

Well, the prosecuting attorney started a-prosecuting me
Man, that cat didn't give me the one, but the third degree
He says, where were you in the night of July 1953
Man, I was just home, just a tweedle-ee-dee
I was framed, oh framed, I was blamed
Oh, framed, framed, framed
Well, I never do nothing
But I always get framed, oh framed
Oh framed
I was framed, framed, I was blamed
Oh, framed, framed, framed
Well, I never do nothing
But I always get blamed 

Well, the prosecuting attorney started a-prosecuting me
Man, that cat didn't give me the one, but the third degree
He says, where were you in the night of July 1953
Man, I was just home, just a tweedle-ee-dee
I was framed, oh framed, I was blamed
Oh, framed, framed, framed
Well, I never do nothing
But I always get framed, oh framed
Oh framed
´ I says´Why sure´
He says ´You the boy I´m lookin´ for´

I was framed,framed,I was blamed,framed
Well,I never knew nothin', but I always get blamed
Oh, framed

They took him in the line up and let those bright
Lights shine,there was ten poor souls like me in that line
I knew I was a victim of someones evil plan
When a stool pigeon walked in and says´ There´s your man´

I was framed,framed,I was blamed oh,framed,framed,framed
Well, I never knew nothin' but I always get blamed
Framed
(Let it go one time)

Well, the prosecuting attorney started prosecutin' me
Man,that cat didn't give me the one,but the third degree
He says´Where were you on the night of July 19, 1953?
´ I says´Why sure´
He says ´You the boy I´m lookin´ for´

I was framed,framed,I was blamed,framed
Well,I never knew nothin', but I always get blamed
Oh, framed

They took him in the line up and let those bright
Lights shine,there was ten poor souls like me in that line
I knew I was a victim of someones evil plan
When a stool pigeon walked in and says´ There´s your man´

I was framed,framed,I was blamed oh,framed,framed,framed
Well, I never knew nothin' but I always get blamed
Framed
(Let it go one time)

Well, the prosecuting attorney started prosecutin' me
Man,that cat didn't give me the one,but the third degree
He says´Where were you on the night of July 19, 1953?
My Lawyer said I should'nt flex
No more
They prosecuting
Off da gram
Holdin' bands in photos
I ain't did damn thang wrong
No
I Grind Strive Errrday
I Had to get it
On my own
My lawyer said
I Should'nt flex
No more
They prosecuting
Off da gram
Holdin' bands in photos
I ain't did damn thang wrong
No
I tote dat baby A.K.
"Right about now, N.W.A. court is in full effect
Judge Dre residing
In the case of N.W.A. vs. the Police Department
Prosecuting attorneys are MC Ren, Ice Cube
And Eazy motherfuckin' E"

"Order, order, order
Ice Cube, take the motherfuckin' stand
Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth
And nothin' but the truth so help your black ass?"
"Right about now, N.W.A. court is in full effect
Judge Dre residing
In the case of N.W.A. vs. the Police Department
Prosecuting attorneys are MC Ren, Ice Cube
And Eazy motherfuckin' E"

"Order, order, order
Ice Cube, take the motherfuckin' stand
Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth
And nothin' but the truth so help your black ass?"
Yeah, yeah
Trap on fire, we don't give a fuck
Said he want some smoke, we gon' put him in a dutch
Do the dash in the skyline
I'm Paul Walker with the clutch
Purple label on my jeans and I got purple in my cup
Trap on fire, we don't give a fuck
Twelve at the door, hide the drugs, or we fucked
If the doors get kicked, all the drugs getting flushed
Played the cards I was dealt
It came back a royal flush
Prosecutors prosecuting I got lawyers in the cut
Trap on fire, we don't give a fuck
Get a Glock and hit the block and hit the plug and turn it up
I got young niggas in shietys
They gon' turn your head to mush
Two cellphones
I ain't Kevin Gates
Pockets on obesity and I been moving weight
Jimmy call my phone to pull up, I can't be late
Not being that nigga or be broke
Well I cannot relate
Diamonds wet like lakes, made a withdrawal at that bank
This that count it in your face, I turned her shoebox to a safe
Brand new Glocky on my waist
Don't get in my face
They ask me if I'm rolling, hell yeah
I took a no face (ay)
Had to catch a junkie, put some fentanyl in his face
I'm seeing stars in a Wraith, like we went to outer space
Stars in a Wraith, like we went to outer space (takeoff)
Hit him with a two-piece, mink, mink in his face
If I'm in the place, your hoe never safe
I can't go on dates, I don't even know the date
Make a movie, fix your price
Drop the ticket, make it right
I got some niggas who went left
All because I did it right
Trap on fire, we don't give a fuck
Said he want some smoke, we gon' put him in a dutch
Do the dash in the skyline
I'm Paul Walker with the clutch
Purple label on my jeans and I got purple in my cup
Trap on fire, we don't give a fuck
Twelve at the door, hide the drugs, or we fucked
If the doors get kicked, all the drugs getting flushed
Played the cards I was dealt
It came back a royal flush
Prosecutors prosecuting I got lawyers in the cut
Trap on fire, we don't give a fuck
Get a Glock and hit the block and hit the plug and turn it up
I got young niggas in shietys
They gon' turn your head to mush
Purple label on my clothes and purple kush up in my blunt
Walk up to my trap up prepared, don't be asking for no fronts
All my blunts is double-stuffed and all my cups is doubled up
All my nights is spent with hoes and all my life I've been this froze
I got down bad and had to get it, I finessed the plug with dummies
Now we scamming in the Hilton, order lobsters stomach grumbling
Now I'm meeting up with lawyers just to go over the numbers
I do numbers, it's no wonder that your bitch started to wonder
I do wonder when you niggas gonna catch on to this stunting
Maybe pick up on this pimping I pop bottles like it's nothing
AP rooms to count the money, card decline, I don't know nothing
Back on road before they catch me, I'm the swipe god, can't finesse me
Pop a bean and I get testy, probably best just not to test me
Back the beat off if they press me, fresh to death is how I dress me
I get hoes like Elvis Presley, diamonds reckless, don't arrest me
Callin' G if shit get messy, we gon' cripple your investments
Trap on fire, we don't give a fuck
Said he want some smoke, we gon' put him in a dutch
Do the dash in the skyline
I'm Paul Walker with the clutch
Purple label on my jeans and I got purple in my cup
Trap on fire, we don't give a fuck
Twelve at the door, hide the drugs, or we fucked
If the doors get kicked, all the drugs getting flushed
Played the cards I was dealt
It came back a royal flush
Prosecutors prosecuting I got lawyers in the cut
Trap on fire, we don't give a fuck
Get a Glock and hit the block and hit the plug and turn it up
I got young niggas in shietys
They gon' turn your head to mush
Bat no Bruce, I'm the dark night I usually hunt alone
But my hell hound steady mumbling, "wanna feast demon souls?"
I know you better than you think I do
Don't worry .. this is why I fell in love with you
The man in the looking glass
Is looking back at you at last

You can't hide from the truth
Because the truth is all there is
You can't hide from the truth
Because the truth is all there is
You can't hide from the truth
Because the truth is all there is
You can't hide

If happy times are too few and far between
It's a pity dear, we can't erase the things we've seen
So disappear, vanish if you wish
Just go before you're swallowed up by bitterness

And the truth is you can't hide from the truth
And the truth hurts because the truth is all there is
I realized some time ago that I would have to let you go

May not be true to see that you would return one day
But in your present state you may as well not be here at all
You wear a thin disguise, it's from yourself you hide
Just take a look at us, we are heading for a fall

Now presiding in this quarter: hip-hop
Justice, my rap forté
Judge, jury, bailing for prosecuting D.A.
Et ceteras, paraphas
My modus operende
It's carpe diem whether the fact or word is your way
Comprende?
People say things

Stranded on your ocean
Loosing all control
Sipping on your potion
Feel it sinking down in my soul

Someone like me needs someone like you
Someone like me needs someone like you to see me through

Baby now, getting wild, get your bait, I've got a new taste, monsters
I've been without, I really have, ever never known a man with his own wave?
I'm dropping mysteries

Prosecuting my memories for leaving fear in me, no
Grab the rope 'cause I'm loose again and it's keeping me free

Someone like me needs someone like you
Someone like me needs someone like you to see me through

Do you want to die?
Holding on to my ego
Now everyone think I'm psycho
When I'm just tryna right
For the first time in this life
Self awareness ain't doin right
Put under the spell
Dumpin it. the wishing well
Meet me at the gates of hell
I know damn well
Everyone's in the lobby of the hotel
Actin like I couldn't tell
The mood changes when I walk in the lobby of the hotel

The voices in my head are my only friends
'Cause they've stuck with me till the end
I'm tired of always working
On trying to be a better person

Holding on to my ego
Now everyone think I'm psycho
When I'm just tryna right
For the first time in this life
Self awareness ain't doin right
Put under the spell
Dumpin it. the wishing well
Meet me at the gates of hell
I know damn well
Everyone's in the lobby of the hotel
Actin like I couldn't tell
The mood changes when I walk in the lobby of the hotel

Walking to the lobby and found my friend
Everyone there was prosecuting him
Made for the door and grabbed his hand
And took him like josh into promise land
Stopped at a well and made a wish
Prayed for better days that aren't like this
Everything changed and I am pissed
Where did the time go what have I missed

Where are you at now
Are you on the ground
Please make a sound
So I can save you
Where are you at now
Have you drowned
Please take my hand
So I can take you

Lobby of the hotel
Please make a sound
Lobby of the hotel
Please dont let me drown

Lobby of the hotel
Please make a sound
Lobby of the hotel
Please dont let me drown
There's a rumor that an old lady heard a 
Kingpin hiring a hitman to murder
A federal prosecuting drug-dealing witness
But that's how it is in the business
And I'm in it, physically gaining power
Constantly counting up cash by the hour
And it feels good to be paid
Regardless of how many victims get slayed
Accomplices of mine drop like flies
But in this everyday a homeboy dies
Whether shot in the body or cyanide in ya Bacardi
'Cause it's a cutthroat party
Now it's up to me to retaliate
And if I score, I'll increase the murder rate
I move on ones who double-cross
Set them up, now they suffer the loss
Of he or she who's ever on the agenda
Most likely a family member
Informants, rattle-tattle-telling snakes
Get shot up, brutalized and thrown in lakes
The parts of a body is found days later
The other half was done by an amputator
I'm undefeated in plenty fights
My enemies are beaten with many stripes
I'll shoot up funerals, firebomb wakes
Vehicular homicides, whatever it takes
Just to keep control of my empire
I'll set ya own mother on fire
'Cause when it comes down just to me and my money
Ain't a fucking thing funny
All those who pose a threat I'll stick them
Ya friends, ya family and innocent victims
Get caught in the midst when I'm busting of nines
But they was in the wrong place, the wrong time
Decapitated bodies found in lots
While I'm still cooking up kilos in pots
The kilos becomes bricks and the bricks becomes rocks
Then retailed on the blocks
I drive around in expensive cars
And get women who fuck like porno stars
I get them high, you know, like powder they nose
Then put 'em in the streets as my high-class hoes
I'm wild, living foul and I'm ruthless
I leave muthafuckers toothless
I had a worker who stepped on the scene lively
Then started selling my customers Ivory
Soap, counterfeit vials of cracks
I stuck 'em to death with a thousand thumbtacks
You've seen my resume, that's just the half
I'm a bad muthafucker, just like Shaft
A character played by who?
There's a rumor that an old lady heard a 

Kingpin hiring a hitman to murder

A federal prosecuting drug-dealing witness

But that's how it is in the business

And I'm in it, physically gaining power

Constantly counting up cash by the hour

And it feels good to be paid

Regardless of how many victims get slayed

Accomplices of mine drop like flies

But in this everyday a homeboy dies

Whether shot in the body or cyanide in ya Bacardi

'Cause it's a cutthroat party

Now it's up to me to retaliate

And if I score, I'll increase the murder rate

I move on ones who double-cross

Set them up, now they suffer the loss

Of he or she who's ever on the agenda

Most likely a family member

Informants, rattle-tattle-telling snakes

Get shot up, brutalized and thrown in lakes

The parts of a body is found days later

The other half was done by an amputator

I'm undefeated in plenty fights

My enemies are beaten with many stripes

I'll shoot up funerals, firebomb wakes

Vehicular homicides, whatever it takes

Just to keep control of my empire

I'll set ya own mother on fire

'Cause when it comes down just to me and my money

Ain't a fucking thing funny

All those who pose a threat I'll stick them

Ya friends, ya family and innocent victims

Get caught in the midst when I'm busting of nines

But they was in the wrong place, the wrong time

Decapitated bodies found in lots

While I'm still cooking up kilos in pots

The kilos becomes bricks and the bricks becomes rocks

Then retailed on the blocks

I drive around in expensive cars

And get women who fuck like porno stars

I get them high, you know, like powder they nose

Then put 'em in the streets as my high-class hoes

I'm wild, living foul and I'm ruthless

I leave muthafuckers toothless

I had a worker who stepped on the scene lively

Then started selling my customers Ivory

Soap, counterfeit vials of cracks

I stuck 'em to death with a thousand thumbtacks

You've seen my resume, that's just the half

I'm a bad muthafucker, just like Shaft

A character played by who?
Police man just walkin' down the street
Radiating ego from his face to his feet
Pushing bureaucratic morals from the dictions in a book
Prosecuting pacifists for burning the bush
'Cause you know all you want to do is legalize
And you know all they gonna do is jeopardize
Your own pursuit of liberty and the justice you deserve
When all you really wanna do is smoke a little herb

Chorus:
The law enforcement officer
He knows no bounds
The law enforcement officer
Thinks he's king of the town
But when he's knocking on your door
Don't open it don't answer for the law,
The law enforcer

Mr.
Creeping within the shadows they take
Monstrous figures will form their hate
Devastating a weakened heart
Prosecuting innocence left a mark of a
Nightmare
Haunting the intellect of a hunters
Compelling convictions
Distort
All of your profound regrets
Scorching these souls to a broiling Ending
Dedicated to the life of a bloodborn
Wretched bloody stained evil being
Slaying ghosts from our tortured Minds
Clear this path of incarceration
Lust of the queen's blood
For the Lust of Divinity
To become of the great ones
The blood contract broken
By the fools of Themeru
Leave these monstrous souls contorted And deformed
Forever to guard the old blood
Never to restore The humanity they've Lost
Keeping their ugly forms
To reflect their cursed nature
Can't you see that I am drowning
Inside of this nightmare
Conquer the fear
This darkness surrounding
You call thy savior
To rot and parish in vein
Dedicated to the life of a bloodborn
Wretched bloody stained evil being
Slaying ghosts from our tortured Minds
Clear this path of incarceration
Ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba,
Ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba,
Ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba,
Ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba,

The guy who slagged the football team,
Those yobs were not for him,
He turns into a real estate agent,
Who believes in discipline,

The guy who's first to use cocaine,
The wild boy breaking free,
He'll end up in a court of law,
As the prosecuting Q.C.

Remember the School Captain?
Success was a matter of time,
I can hear her now, as she screams,
"Greg!
I know you better than you think I do
Don't worry .. this is why I fell in love with you
The man in the looking glass
Is looking back at you at last

You can't hide from the truth
Because the truth is all there is
You can't hide from the truth
Because the truth is all there is
You can't hide from the truth
Because the truth is all there is
You can't hide

If happy times are too few and far between
It's a pity dear, we can't erase the things we've seen
So disappear, vanish if you wish
Just go before you're swallowed up by bitterness

And the truth is you can't hide from the truth
And the truth hurts because the truth is all there is
I realized some time ago that I would have to let you go

May not be true to see that you would return one day
But in your present state you may as well not be here at all
You wear a thin disguise, it's from yourself you hide
Just take a look at us, we are heading for a fall

Now presiding in this quarter: hip-hop
Justice, my rap forté
Judge, jury, bailing for prosecuting D.A.
Et ceteras, paraphas
My modus operende
It's carpe diem whether the fact or word is your way
Comprende?
This is that legitimate light-hearted sensibility
Devine intuition and a lovely agility
I feel it to the depth deep depths of the deep blue
If you passed away how would the people really see you
I’m higher than I want to be more scared than I intended
I don’t ever ever ever wanna feel offended
But it doesn’t get any better than this
You and I get better with kiss (oh my lanta)
It could get so much better than this
Too many pricks prosecuting who miss 
The repetition of our past I Can’t help but get pissed
But I’ll reminisce to form a brand new vision of bliss
Division is a societal diss
I’ll sift through all the murkiness until we’re doin the ritz
I just wanna get it crackin man how fluent is this
I got mr.
Bloodshed stretched far and struggled
As everything in the gallery became reality
I was excepted, for I was watching a movie and I never did think that cinema could be art,
But it was astonishing
The way that it was it shot
The monsters were effective to reverse the tension
I became addicted to the pastel colour grading
I estimated that the relationship between the actor Overwhelming the director
Who's preference for world film applied only to nationalism
With the quiet hardware resembles
The clique at the head of the brain dead service links to comfortable museums
The citizens apologised for their ideologies
The entered hardship
Lost in the clinic of science
Quiet about the things like insularism and consumerism,
Buying cream, standing in a queue
Experience existence in a shrine to dairy
Prosecuting the mountain
Savoury things
The ratio was predictable
But upheaval is offal
I regarded the ratio again
Learning to despair at the excuses for answers:
No forests
Only ???
I don't think I'm welcome here and I'm not one to question fear
I'm scared of what could happen if I start to doubt my presence here
What if is a what if, if I justify confusion with rebuttal to solutions
Huh
What am I contributing to the public constitution
Am I judging, prosecuting
Personal space, am i intruding
In first place yet I'm still losing
If i do this just cuz I'm cruising, I will sink, I need refueling
Cuz I'm doin it, I'm doin it
No stop in me, not fooling with emotions, no commotion
Thanks for tuning in
I'm blooming when I'm watered, shit
No looming fear, unbothered shit
I'm boosting up my tolerance
I'm rooting for the obvious, no tardiness
On it everyday, it's like replay when I bomb on shit
Versatile verses, start the hearses for the consequence
My prominence better stop the show or else I'm
Calling it
I will not fall or quit, I will not fall or quit
I been there, done that, lost all my confidence, incompetent
And I get pissed when different shit is mixing with the shit that i been fixing
I'm intolerant to all of it but overwhelming looping, cycle dominant
I am just an occupant
Peeping all the hooping and the hollering that all of the people use to conquer what is Bothersome
Foolish view, not cognizant
Do you review, or squander it
Talking to myself so I'm projecting all my thoughts and shit
I'm awful when it comes to flawlessness, I got stretch marks
I'm harmful when it comes to consciousness, I got less heart
Than I started with, my promises, bottomless, and the best part is
I'm always in a war, should I stick to it or depart
What was this all for, I was just trying to be smart
I just wish that I could restart
´ I says´Why sure´
He says ´You the boy I´m lookin´ for´
I was framed,framed,I was blamed,framed
Well,I never knew nothin', but I always get blamed
Oh, framed
They took him in the line up and let those bright
Lights shine,there was ten poor souls like me in that line
I knew I was a victim of someones evil plan
When a stool pigeon walked in and says´ There´s your man´
I was framed,framed,I was blamed oh,framed,framed,framed
Well, I never knew nothin' but I always get blamed
Framed
(Let it go one time)
Well, the prosecuting attorney started prosecutin' me
Man,that cat didn't give me the one,but the third degree
He says´Where were you on the night of July 19, 1953?
When you're opposing contradictions
Change the course when serving time
Prosecuting your convictions
There's a reason for the rhyme

There's oil and then there's water
There's dark and then there's light
There's colder then there's hotter
There's a wrong to every right
It's Newton's laws in motion
It's faith in solid fact
A panacea or a potion
Equals and opposites react

You're sweet but taste the bitter
A glass leaking when half full
There's no winners without quitters
You can't score without a goal

There's oil and then there's water
There's dark and then there's light
There's colder then there's hotter
There's a wrong to every right
It's Newton's laws in motion
It's faith in solid fact
A panacea or a potion
Equals and opposites react

Snake oil
Still waters
It's anything goes
You trade for keeps by trading blows
You've felt the burn, the freeze of fear
How warmth can rise, and cold draw near
Light will blind or bring identity
The dark gives fright or serenity

Is it wrong to make this right
Can you make peace but win the fight

There's oil and then there's water
There's a wrong to every right
It's Newton's laws in motion
It's faith in solid fact
A panacea or a potion
Polar opposites attract

We collide and then we shatter
There's a substance to the matter
Can't learn to fix what isn't tattered
Can't have the former without the latter

We collide and then we shatter
There's a substance to the matter
Can't learn to fix what isn't tattered

Can't learn to fix what isn't tattered
Can't have the former without the latter
Can't learn to fix what isn't tattered
Can't have the former without the latter
We collide and then we shatter
Can't learn to fix what isn't tattered
Can't have the former without the latter
Without the latter
Can't learn to climb without the ladder

Can't learn to climb without the ladder
Taught to offer a helping hand
But all I see is clenched fists
What happened to the heart
Gorillas in the mist
Now we cuttin people out
Like they a cyst
Changing the game
Steve Nash
racking up assists
Shooting my shot now
Damned if I miss

Don't need friends where I'm headed
Eye of the needle stayin threaded
Gettin zero credit
Than charge it to debit
Speaking out of pocket
Will get you broke from a bad habit

Rest In Peace to those who doubt
Think twice if the goal was ever clout
Gettin hooked
Like trout
Something I've never been about
Ain't spillin no tea
But these bars are short an stout
You feelin beef
But there's nothing to dish out
Burnt bridges
Seekin redemption
better find a different route
Y'all invested in the wrong crop
Now watch my brussels sprout
Haters looking puckered
Better
Call em sauerkraut

Don't need friends where I'm headed
Eye of the needle stayin threaded
Gettin zero credit
Than charge it to debit
Speaking out of pocket
Will get you broke from a bad habit

In a battle of attrition
I'm hungry for a win
Thirstin for intuition
Back when knowledge was a sin
When rewriting history
Where should we begin
It's hard to find a time
Where we aint prosecuting our kin
Searching for equality
But fear that ship has sailed
Huck fin
Flowin like a river
Spittin bars on what could have been
Lyrical redundancy
When I put this cycle on spin
Just remember
I must've mattered
To be tattered
With the banner
Of a has been

Don't need friends where I'm headed
Eye of the needle stayin threaded
Getting zero credit
Than charge it to debit
Speaking out of pocket
Will get you broke from a bad habit
[Liffy Stokes]
The stress of everyday living is slowly corrupting my soul
I'm 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole
I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a nigga was dying
I'm finally back in the world and its hard but I'm still trying

Not to fall and risk my freedom again trying to ball
While waiting for this pussy ass job to call
And it ain't hopping 
Got me tipping to hear them things popping

Cash bags dropping 
With plenty of cane for recopping oppurtunity knocking
Its what I'm on
I cry when I'm at home cause I'm alone

24 years and grown with a future unknown
My heart was torn from the pain of being back in the game
But I'd rather die getting my hussle on and live like a lane
So its back to pistols and cane

Plotting on licks hitting stains
The mob life runs through my veins
Its too late for me to change
These streets got me deranged

Strapped up and paranoid
Ready to add on situations I can and can't avoid
Plus big voices getting hot
They constantly sneaking on blocks

They trying to bring me in unconscious
But them pins got popped
Now they got me on the run
Cherishing every last breath

But I ain't going back
Its freedom or death
That be my motive for murder

[Chorus]
[Liffy Stokes]
Now I know you the judge of life and death
I ain't evil or nothing 
But somebody done brought me pain and sorrow 
So I'ma have to kill something 
Let me count the ways that I can repent 
Trying to stay holy and focused
But that evil in his eyes let me know that nigga too bogus 
That be my motive for murder

[Twista]
I'm a survive these streets another day
I know the pain in my heart won't go away
These mother fuckers try to murder me 
And won't nobdy hurt my family 
That's what he gotta die

[Mays]
9 times out of 10 you can find Mays trying to hit a better lick
If it ain't coming up with the dopest shit
Then I'm trying to cop the thickest brick
'Cause life in the belly of the best

Is equal to povertys bottomless pit
Where bitch niggas trick 
And thirsty mother fuckers beat you out of everything you get
But it seems like everybodys trying to make some type of come up quick

Before its too late to get straight
And the most I make is final pick
Anywhere they shit like riding slick
With a thick chick slobbing your dick

Even if it means fighting these niggas in cases
As long as neither ones thick
'Cause I swear when I get hit 
I go in a crucial rage like a flick

Turn straight lunatic
Making all these bitches niggas hear their final tick
But that don't mean my minds sick
Just cause I'm motivated by a lot of cheese

When trees by the p's
And fuckin' fine fee's and 3's with ease
For sure the skilled poets
Within in the mask up kill for it

I'll whoop a fiend with a crushed grill
I'll bet his dumb ass will still blow it
Bullshit ain't nothing
I'm trying to get this first mil in the bank

And drive a bullet-proof hummer tank
So the next haters who try to air me out come up blank
And I'm a have to sacrifice your life
With a wrath that's stronger than christ

And forces of life that's know to do damage to human eyesight
I guess its true
Moneys the route of all evil
'Cause crooked or legal

It's all manipulated by the eagle
And be my motive for murder

[Chorus]

[Twista]
Lord knows I was hurt from a judge from the start
How I'm a hide love from this mark
This nigga made my homie die in my arms
Had to put a slug in his heart

Mother fuck that stuff
It was just a grudge on his part
My boy was young and ambitious
Took his dreams and wishes

Try to do right but my attitude like blast them bitches
Drowning all my sorrows in bottles of yack
And a quarter ounce of dro want a rap
I'm bout to snap

Here come the big pay back
Looking up on the dresser for the black and gray strap
I'm crying and shit
I was hurt so bad I felt I had to go kill him

Even if a slug hit him
I was still hurt enough to aim at myself and die with him
Can't control them pains
Now its time to throw them things

Visions of the stud don't stay
Empty the clip of am out right
Ambulance come around
By the time the hypes

Taking of his nikes
I know it sound cold
But this bullet put a hole in my soul
Never shorties years stole

He was only 17 years old
And at the funeral I got to watch his mama's tears roll
And I know he used to wild sometimes
Carry a 9 but you took away your sunshine

No more reminiscing on the fun times
Balling and coming at bitches with blunt lines
But this nigga ain't going to want mine
For the pain I'm a handle this funk and dismantle this junk

Fuck all that
In all black and then pumped
To run up on this nigga 
Tip up on him then jump

Mission to kill armed with a fist full of steel
Eyes gleam with the fury
Never thought I'd be facing to 2 mothers
In front of a prosecuting team and a jury

How did one murder turn into 2
Revenge had me shooting through hate
I couldn't stop 
In the mist of the action 

Is when that little ?

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