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And even after death I'm still messing with the enemy

Gun with a drum yes I walk with a band
Standin up to me
I'd rather you talk to the hand
I'm offin ya

Niggas chase cheese till the trap is the final stop
Turn rat give names to cops
On premise that the charge is dropped
By getting they own homies caught

y'all ain't with the shits
30 Sitting by me curry on the bench
40 On my side like a fucking hip
Feel like CP3 when I touch the clip
All my niggas packing

the illest
Maliciouz with the flow
Paintin' pictures with my lyrics
Don't compare me to these rappers
Overrated by the critics
What's wrong with you niggas

a killer
I can't wait to see what rumor they reveal in the tabloids
Snap another picture at me, I'll break your f Android
The camera's a narcotic, and I'm

Baby ain't no choosin' sides
Every car I cop, I buy
Everything I own I buy
Bitches wave when I walk by
Say hello when I say bye
Baby you can't pay this

son die
Attempt to mimic his brothers death, copycat, you traumatized
This shit gets deep when confessions turn out to be the bigger picture
So I don't

I never switched up always been the same nigga
Niggas saying that I  changed but I only changed the picture
Keep them niggas out your circle that

you want to fly you got to hit the ground
Maneuver bull and move around
And on occasion let your gun sound
'Cause everybody say they want The Crown
But

my sons graduate college before my last breath
Make the picture clearer so their vision ain't blurry
There's always time to make this shit happen so

pictures, stayin' up in Georgia
Drop his body by the levees, he can't hold no water (nope)

Catch that slaughter, shots leave his dreads weak Dwayne Carter

younger it was tough cuz I ain't have a buck
And then my parents split a nigga ran all out of luck
Shit changed except for my niggas aye they standing by my

nigga
Poppin off brazy
Really pray to god you wit it nigga
Spint Tha blokk
Hoped out
I ain't doin no drive bys
Cuz if you wanna kill a nigga
Look em in

from this universe

Look
Probably shouldn't be driving
But she ride me like her Uber (who)
You keep posting pictures like y'all popping
But we knew her

guns but they staying strapped with security
It's propaganda all the messages are blurred
Similar to rappers when they selling you the words
If I mumble

everthtigng from your head to your toes
Nuclear warfare make your toes glow

Viva La Revolution, Guns cocked gonna blow
Hancock constitution, and like

T.H.U.G.S.

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls

1996

through the year two-thousand
I'm a ? when I'm on the run I'm havin' fun
Don't bring you gun, unless someone is giving you static
Then I suggest you pack

can't picture me rollin' lower seat and still smoker
Youngsta from the T and if you see me you a notice that I'm

Rollin'
Blunt wraps to the maximum max

like 30 on it
The stick, the only thing that's dirty on me
Bitch I'm dripping like I murdered sum-in
Dey taking pictures, like I'm severing sum-in
Told

on stage 

Or gun to my face 

Whether
You be amazed 
Or disgusted by this fake weather 

The government don't give af 
We gotta stick together 

I ain't

a picture of what's waiting for you on the shore
You all get to be slaves
Split up, sold off, and worked to death
A hundred years later…you're fucked

He grabbed round the shoulders - pulled her by her hair
She kicked him in the groin, cut his face with her nails 
What does that tell you that back

Open your eyes, look around, what do you see
Truth is obfuscated by a false reality
Imaginary towers scrape the skies in my mind
As the real world's

Look into the night
Tears you probably could hear
Dreams I’ve only tasted
That’s guarded by my fear
Oh dear shit
Think it’s going somewhere
But it’s