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who have more than them Prepare to be victims Ate up by vultures, the politicians In a dog eat dog culture, that'll sick 'em Lack of mineral, we
color of an Aztec Madness approach, real slow at a the snail speed Sloth, all hail greed Sinbad, seen all seven seas By all means, do what you got
On the east side, big E, I'm not a rook' though Rookie, rookie, young boy but not a rookie Leave out the back of my school, the press out to get me E-Envy,
by death Take hold yo breath and bust Till you see no legs standing up Showin no luv, dirty committed the world bloodiest massacre On yo whole crew
Thought it's a game now But I can tell you one thing I know It's that most rap cats strictly Out for my dough i call them ho-niggas I ain't leaving til I'm
Not anyone can measure my success Or the vision I possess, I'm possessed, I'm obsessed I detest, money make them love you more That don't mean
but fa sho I know, you far from a man, you'z a hoe Duckin' yo Responsibility It's killin' me you do that That boy just made his birthday, bet'cha never
How's it going? Good You? Fair Yeah, tell me Russian Tea Room Hi Mary Say hello I think I got a job Where? True
By any means necessary, it's about to get scary Call all your friends, tell em come in a hurry Word on the street, is these niggaz got plex So y'all
we up How you floss so much? Got a whip that cost so much? Keep it cool but never show as much Able to cuff miss such and such I tell em eat a dick
(hello) She with ten jawns, I'm with ten niggas You know the gang fuckin' the rest (ooh, ooh, ooh) Tell 'em to come to the section, they pull up no
Tilden played the building I mean literally when I say I make a killing For my cypher, see I'm finnin' to bust a piper Original Headz represent
killin' they hobby Boy, you don't mean it if you Ain't standin' over his body They burning niggas like something going Wrong with a thottie Hoe niggas
Just a little closer to the fire, let 'em feel the flame Man, I was running away, shit, I was turning the page I mean, look at what hate did Made me
So I step into the place with a b-boy lean You know, fresh, clean and dressed to kill I lean against the wall and survey the scene Music's on, I
Hunnit shots (Brrrat) I only need one though (Hahahaha) Yeah (Fuck Ya Lyfe until the casket drops) I mean, y'all niggas been livin' good (Fuck
like gills You ain't eaten till your money on the millz Don't ask where im from you can Tell by my face tats Go against the gang we gone Leave that
and shackles and chains Bozzy be back Flex up on a little just to show 'em where we at, wait, aye Snotty in fact, eagles in the sky Jesus got us
If I can't get no motherfucking satisfaction We don't snatch kids, here we go nicknapping Tell ya in plain English, not in Pig Latin My enemies just
beaten by the best Yo, damn skip I be riding my own dick Those with that fly shit up in they head, get domes swollen quick Competition best pray for
We walk with the dead (below zero) We keep 'em on ice (below zero) You heard what he said (off with his head) Guillotine rap, yeah the killer team's
get red By the way some shit can fuck wit' the head ("Some musical rhythms can") (Back up! Back up) Step back you dilly stunts I'm illy more than once
worried bout how they glistening The words missing A certain something They copycats I’m the Black Dahlia You can tell the difference By the precision in
and the price of gas Things I wanted that I don't have I've learned to let' em all go 'Cause the things that mean the most Is waking up with the woman I
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