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disguised
The day I come across as a loud bro, pigs fly
Smooth approach don't announce or devise
Did you misplace a heart 'cause I found yours in mine
Damn

Ay
Ladies, theydies, and gents
This be the Gospel according to Triz
Let's get it
Hallelujah, Janie got a gun and she needed it
Now she on that street

Ayt
Never smashed a cig to look cool nigga I'm stressed
Ashed by accident on my jeans I'm in a mess
Plagued like the tricks of a trade you didn't get

Young n**** don't play
Watch what you say an how you move
Six bullets rang out pigs Kant find clues
Don't talk shit an go outside we coming through

ima dump it at ya hat
Ima keep me a 30 so you can't attack
I was riding in that Buick just dreaming of Scats
Back then I was getting it from... the...

with the tec
Stompin' out yo chest
And I'll break yo fuckin' neck
I don't need any assistance
If it gets kinda heavy
Then I'm callin' up Vincent
She

Bitches ripped my heart out
Fags at the top wants a Fallout

I'm angry like Evil Pimp
Bitches looks like an angels

But them gets fucked a by fucking

the pigs grippin' AKs
Say we want reform, now they're telling us to vacate
Fuck the uniform, no complacency to placate
Commerce in the chamber, got a payload

feel none

(Skrt skrt)

I Told her slide to the crib
I put my dick in her ribs
Them niggas just cap out they jibs
Uh nah
Never gon fuck with the pigs
Wow

I try to keep it together
But I loose my mind
And while I'm out there
The anarchy, it revolves around me 
Cruel, but I'm effected, I'm afflicted by

blown
Mind froze people lost in central time zones
We empty handed pigs stop and frisk
Harass we resist land of Obama 
She might need to rob went down

blown
Mind froze people lost in central time zones
We empty handed pigs stop and frisk
Harass we resist land of Obama 
She might need to rob went down

the doors,
The doors are lock, for us right now,
By those corporate pigs and sows,
There's so many ways, that we can speak, We stand together, it makes them

YOU'RE PcYING FOR POVERTY YOUR'E PcYING FOR THE WcRS
JcILS cND THE FUCKING PIGS THEIR BEcTING cND THE WcR ON DRUGS
OPPRESSION cND GENOCIDE EVERYTHING

was ours but now it’s mine, these things get better over time
Love life living as a stalking horse, guinea-pig-headed I’m a martyr of course
If you’re

TO GROW-HIGH-O 

Welcome to Grow-High-O
Where crops produce more yields
So long as cops don't fly 
Over corn fields.
Because when pigs fly 
They fuck with Our way

Lil' bro, his contact FedEx, he get these packs off
Probably coulda been a plug by now, but buddy ran off
Yujiro got demons on my back, I'm tryna fight

a hacerte correr bien
Suelo subir el nivel
Esta vez no hay tanta suerte

Here we be living it up
Every P.I.G loves to take a dip the mud
And get his dick

the urge a welch is well deserved
And well to me, This shit no fail so we can
Serve you what you need like
This some hysteria in stereo
But focus as for us

Daddy's made boats out of paper  and we're going to sail them in the duckpond


We made a boat and I put it on the sea
Very carefully
Put it

and you're fuckin' proud
Then start barkin' loud 'til the
Neighbors wanna calm you down
But call the pigs
Who'll probably come in bout a half an hour
Tell them

the word sushi blocked
Shouts to the lil homies selling some shit
Right in the motherfucking face of the pig
I'm in the salmon number twos
nigga took my

bikes, sold niggas handlebars in the hood
No love for a pig, got farms in the hood
Nigga grow where the clothes hang
From the Clarke, so she fell in love

Let my man take a grand from the
Gig and run up in a wig
Coke laced cig and smoked jowl from the pig
Dining on swine, if ya don't mind
Brought her