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They ask me why I'm hateful, why I'm bad. They tell me I got things they never had. They tell me go to church and see the light. 'cause the good
me you won't hear me you won't know that i'm there and as you look over your stupid shoulder i disappear into thin air yeah you think you are
me a ghetto shot, down on the ghetto block Front page of the newspaper, fiend dies over ghetto rock I'm tired of the ghetto noise, ghetto girls ghetto
love would over rule my sense, and I'd call you back for more, If I were your woman. If I were your woman, and you were my man. Um baby. She tears
Verse 1: [Mic] Tint that shine full us to the teeth ask yourself can you ball like me it's nothin that an amateur can try to see even hoes
smack Yeah, you know what I'm saying? No time to be playing 'cause these niggas be delaying Word, yo, when I get busy Here and over there to New York
Yeah, you know what I'm saying? No time to be playing 'cause these niggas be delaying Word yo when I get busy Here and over there to New York City
much fear During the Craven's war Please don't ask for more See what we passed by A thousand crimes and lies The social infection is here Paranoia
To show my disbelief I painted every fucker black Want to crawl all over you Suck the smell of your dirty skin Who could ever ask for more In a world
wrong and what's right Failed the meaning every time Came in swifty but you didn't give me A chance to think it over. Comfort me I'm cold I'm so
wretched finger at me with a wretched smile And she asks me in a voice that sounds as if it's been so long since she spoke, if I seek magic then I should
the straightening comb When I'm up in 'em spittin' venoms I never go soft (never) I make that pussy snap Back Back Back and Forth Some more outtakes over B.Rich
in the same game But enough about CaTash, let's talk about some skrill You know it's bout to pop if Likwit Crew is on the bill You can ask my nigga
That's the jam [Mad Skillz] Now if you want to play around don't play with me You can play with AIDS, I'm puttin H's in your IV's Bum raps over drum taps;
be wicked, keep that biscuit by yo' side What the fuck? Who the next crew to get run amuck? It's all real over here, on the streets you get stuck for
for me A new dream I have one I know that very few dream I would like to see that over-due dream Even though it never may come true A new love
sorry excuse Get your neck put in a noose K-L is quick to let loose, to make your blood count reduce Over the snare drum We reproduce like cum
as my diary gets Deeper, I see this Mack type figure, who is he? Bitches want to know, so Ill get busy I got the latest news, ask Conny Chung Tu madre
and still air and the fungus-lined gap between stinking towns Pork-Eyes got him a brand new hand He's gonna grasp you He won't ask you and he'll tell
I always would I'm leaving now but don't ask why If you don't know then don't even try But here's a little something to remember me by Yeah,
Send me no more letters Nor ask me how I'm going It might make you feel better But it's none of your business knowing It's none of your business
ever asks us, let's just tell them that we met in jail And that's the story that I'm sticking to like A stony-faced accomplice, but tonight I need
down in the DM, even your stock You gotta love it, bitches after me, hassle me by the dozen If she can't have me, she ask do I got a brother I'm
questionin' you, not God Besides, I guarantee he got more answers than we do Always askin' everybody, "What would Jesus do?" But they never ever ask Jesus,
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