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smokin' on this pack, yeah it's keepin' me right (Yea!)
I forget about a lot by the end of the night
We get high where the stars shine (Stars shine!)
We

muzi
Ey red pill nigga
Tell ubaby girl
I thought you would pay
She gave me that
Who the hell
Who would pay
I gave her that well
I gotta be down in stu

all by myself
If you ain't gettin' money, then you goin' loco, loco

Take the game, put it in a choke hold, chokehold
Need my chicken, neccesita pollo,

clap
Hit it from the back yeah

I'm the rookie of the year, I put it in her rear
Grabbed her by the hair, made her say yeah
Came really fast and I really

to get with it on the chain gang
Of faces, just another digit
Just a carbon copy in reality, that's wicked

A living fad, worse than a walking

accomplished
Ya know
I manned up without a father
No example set we only going harder
For sure
Motivated by the trauma
Cause I'm never going back to back seat

I wanna fuckin kill this shit
Sing my song 
I'll break in like an atom bomb
Feel the pleasure 
Feel the pain 

I wanna fuckin kill this shit
Hold my

Bluffs Fear the claws of the laws that don't love
Us at all Feel the hatred, it don't matter if we're

Sacred Never had a fair chance, was the mule in 40

the struggle since the day that I was born but I promise I make it out I feel it in my soul I swear I'll never change I swear I'll never change become one with

ships don't sail but the chains stay 
So we cah let dem own us for no more
The onus is on us we know our opponents
Nuh run we approach dem so run go tell

All these voices in my head been telling me go get it
Niggas fronting on they songs we know that you don't live it
I been eying from a distance

We was acting like some animals
Talk about it give me shivers 
Ain’t gotta be a man by picking up the burner 
You was never in that struggle you was

St. James Infirmary

Impala

Square Jungle

1996

It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big

Misled by the minutes
Left lacking in every tone
A distraction from truth
Hanging above your head

Misleading every minute
Distractions from

teeth
And them south boys on the streets with much heat
Put it up now for the dirty south
Southern fried now all up in your mouth
It's that hip hop

place where far right meets far left
You’re in chains if you use your brains and oppressed if you think you know for yourself what’s best

Now their vast

agents of Rothschild's Corp, and by definition a Slave
 
Think we are independent? You'd be fooled
Funneling information to be viewed on screens in

wanna make it home?
I been real since a nigga can remember, what you on?
Give 'em .223
Bet you them hollows will break his chain
Skirt off in a V
Left

throat
You know she's like Shang Tsung, she devour my soul
Gotta stay dangerous like that boy in Seattle, I'm showin' off
Gotta stay dangerous like whoever

in my shoes
But they don't know the pain they don't know the blues
They see the chains they see the whip and the stacks
they don't see the scars on my

you needed a ride
Can't beef with no nigga who can't even drive (no broke-ass nigga)
I can tell by the look in your eyes (yeah)
Bitch, you ain't ever

me was to never let up now i'm ruthless
Every dollar used to buy recouping
I double up and break the bank i'm going stupid
Okay four chains on my neck

switch the flow
Feasting on these shareables
Chain gangs coming through with all the wearables
Momma askin bout my whereabouts
In the hood to many

them chains, I won't change

I just want you to see
Girl i don't want nobody else
Got money now everybody here
You don't need my heart ain't no love in