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buffin', swear on the lives of my brothers
Wish you could hear this but I'm scared to share my rhymes with the public
Instead I try to put up a disguise

of the old ghetto brother club is Still silent, and when I see that, I get
Shivers up my spine

Depressed or lazy, a little of both
Still astonished a how they

look at my track record
cnd be like "aint that you"
But shit that don't mean 
I want little children on the news
Caught in shootings
Cuz sum sickenining

settle for more 
All about business live by the Pacific I'll put you right under the floor
Yeah
Going gang land got ya gang banged
Understand man I

Pistol extended for niggas with gimmicks
You limit my digits your family gone miss you
I'm sending missiles with no intentions in the mission to miss you

nephews know I love them
That I'm always here a good son to my mother
A brother, loving and fair
I'm content with being a man saved by Grace
Father to my

okay, little bitch, cause I'm your fucking dad
I don't know why she fuck with you and you ain't got a stack
I only smoke, don't smoke, that's why I keep

competition but that shit be making me laugh
These niggas really is sad
They be really doing bad
Keep a check by my side like I'm verified
You ain't gotta ask

don't know
I just think that I need to take a little break or a breather
Then he hit me with a feature
So I said fuck it I'm comin' dumpin' not lettin' up

Bad Ma Fucka

Brother Ali

Champion

2004

the oppressive
This dimension inside your pain is my domain
By signing my name I solidify the rain
In an instant I will drain em, get em out the game
Itsisted upon

Yeah, uh
I don't give a single fuck bout any of you little punks
My reason is simple but you'll never understand
Cause I'm on a higher level you

opinion about us, I could give damn
What you know about the South? Is ya' so sure?
Spit it so pure, that this verse could be a brochure
What you seeing

us, I could give damn
What you know about the South? Is ya' so sure?
Spit it so pure, that this verse could be a brochure
What you seeing on TV could

the Plymouth Prowler was a 'Rari
Me and my brothers called cars like we owned them
Vision to conquer the shit you see like a grown one
Timo wrote name on things,

a swish
Spendin' like I just hit me a lick
Hop on track and you know it's a

It's a hit, never no miss
Roll it up, burn it like a spliff
Take a little

Tonight the scum dance and I got all my
Money on the one with the lung cramps
Little rat in the maze
They score him on his escape
Sorta likes the attention

beat and you know that I get to tussling
I get it by any means, I'm a dog that nobody muzzling
Take me back to bumping all them CDs with my cousins
Them

Barbossa and Thanos right now
I told my nigga Genie push it we'll figure it out
Holla at me Millie, if you need Bobbi Brown

I never listen to these rappers

the World is where I need to be
(Yeah)
Down the Rabbit Hole you'll see me smokin' trees saying That's On Me
She said That's On Me
We can take a trip through

Now do you need a waiver
To savor
The words made from
The rhyme slayer
Knew this one chick
Up from Cadillac
Looking like a snack
Condoms in the backpack

hands[00:36.73]Don't seek therapy but I can help my offer still stands[00:39.58]Looking for the exit take its route you better get out[00:42.49]How you will escape by

on they sockets making imposters jump
You ain't real boy, I'm here to fill a void
Leave the fakers by the gate, tell them to kill the noise
In my circle

I got a rebuttal from the way you treat brothers
You're colorblind when they got the double Ds on 'em
Get the white rice, put a couple black beans

Need to quit the Hennessy, it's gone be the end of me
Know that shit my enemy, I sip it beneficially
Little bitch I'm a star
Pull up foreign car
I'm with