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a fix
Walk in the store, hit a lick
Plan the whole move
Live from the crib
I just hit a bid, hit a auction on the wrist
Had a thought then I dipped
About

happiness it seems simple enough
But still a million miles from the average one's clutch
Ab, is that savage enough?
I listen to Ghetto Musick, on my roll by

I say, boy why stick around here
Stick around here, stick around here
Eyes stay shut stay thinking 'bout fear
Thinking 'bout fear, thinking 'bout

In this twisted fucked-up version of reality
So let me show you how to save the world
Shut the fuck up and listen to my word

I'm the shadow
I'm

negatives
If being broke is better 
Then good thing I am not making shit
I could find a way to live 
Adjust to such a simple life
But not having a passion

sit and ponder why, they no longer get an invite
Why they show up to my door unexpectedly
After they haven't heard from me in a while and I refuse

out 
By hits from that Ray Rice
I don't condone it
Should've settled for polite 
But wanted to live in the moment
Still I murder anybody 
Put their

the bogus chatter
BLM can shut it til they stop supporting chattel
The aborted baby parts that are sold like cattle
From a slaughterhouse-sorry, but ima

Look here lil bitch
If I ain't vibing in the villa
I'm counting up this scrilla
You already know what the fuck time it is
Ya feel me
Vibe out in

up regular, blunt
Fill it again and I'm done
Feeling was off from the jump
I'm in a slump but I'm good
All of the fake gettin' dumped in my hood
I'm

your life
Only thinking about your next dime
And I really do hope that you like the view from there!

[Verse 3 / Single Version]
Our destination is

The city where nobody sleeps
Violence and anger seeps in from the venom of a rattlesnake you cannot see
Government roots connected to our lives like

must respect your love, all brown skin 'oman!
If you diss your 'oman, you not come wit no plan
So shut up your mowf, til you must understand!

seen simple shit turn deadly
Among good friends, so ain't shit you could tell me
Crack the Henny 'cause the yak known to soak up the pain
But when You

Conquer da World

Rampage

Scouts Honor By Way Of Blood [Non-PA Version]

1997

bout to explode
You could relate, I bomb ya chest like Kuwait
You dead weight, and I'm about to shut down ya gates
Forgive me Lord, I'm on the take,

not even listening

sit down shut up lemme get you a drink 
are you really gonna tell me that all you fuckin think
is how to prevent block ban & avert

missing
We gon shut it down
Like they went up outta business
Cashed out on the shipment
Building up this hit list
I can get you hit quick
It’s not a hard

think I'm ever gonna hit it
I need to shut up
I don't need someone
To get in my way
I need a flame
I don't need a girl
I don't need a date
I need to run
I

Rappers come by the dime my nigga
Ain't worried bout no competition
When I hit the stage betta cop a ticket
Step out and I shut it down
Do it live I know

built a business,
And it’s never scripted,
I just talk it how I live it, man it’s really simple,

I’m running my lips and I’m talking my shit cause I know

doing If it right or wrong
I just hope I'm gonna see a better days
Be a better me
Be a better version of myself in the street
Oh Lord save me from enemies

Beat you black and blue, your face is mystery meat
I'll cure your fetish by chopping off both his feet
My lyrics are simple but it details my anguish

rounds up, yeah I got them quite scared
You got a buzz but I am lightyears ahead of my peers
Mounted above the fire, I'm a live wire
On the mic it's

You know the vibes
I s o yeah yeah
We the tribe
When we come through
Yeah we keep this s*** live
Throw some dressing up on my designer
That's my