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side it feel like Jada and Pac
How you claiming you is a P but You be chasing these thots 
But thats your business not mine
I just be chasing the guap

that outlives him
Like Malcolm did, we are out of sync
And out of time by the sound of things
Arms long like Dhalsim is how to win
Best murder machine

See me on the street I’m prolly lookin swag
Bitch I’m talking shit I’m in a g wag
P a Q I’m gone get it on my back
Money on me toss it up catch

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah
7:02 p.m. I'm floating like Peter Pan
Making my pen through handstands
Album

at the Holiday Inn
If you ain't got no one (nobody), then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out

Let's see, let's take it back to, uh, 2007
Fancy Footwork album
Think this was like, track five, or six
I dunno, somewhere around there, let's hit

cash, I’ma hustle everyday
I was always taught, I ain’t gon’ never get my way
We gon’ put a nine, uh, r-i-p to K
I had a album that was made, and two

put a knife to my neck
Make
Make it easy, 123
Rolling up the loudest tree
I pick up by the P
I do not fuck with your negative vibes
I do not fuck with

crazy when I released V.I.P shit 
And you fucking haters just gave me a lot of reasons to spit
I'm for real now, just warning you for the next
Don't wanna

nothing for free
I be stressed out so I roll me a P
And the shit be so big like a brink
If I'm going hit it it's going take a team
Roll a opp he and ain't

the rap then I'm lacking the soul
I been making trash
Got it in my cache
That's why I can load it fast
Now I close it like it's Flash
I been frozen in

the Butcher
Four cellphones like Master P
I got the hookup
Mac with the extendo, 200 air holes
Quick to let it fly off
Funny vibes and weirdos black Timbs

Psycho

Lords of the Underground

Here Come the Lords

1993

I'm caught in the swinging, hear no ties by the Pendulum
Just? so this is how I'm killing them
K is on the M.P., Jazz is on the Technique
Marley's

instrumental just like a criminal
I’m the top rank of horror shit, mixed with Stoker, H.P and Stephen King
Single-handedly blastin’ your crews like Nemesis
Every

Still in Effect

Freeway

The Chain Gang, Vol. 2

2003

niggaz and by the way all my niggaz move boulders
Like Barney rubble any trouble free muffle the gat
I'm young and black with a chip on my shoulder
Its

'm still infinite
So asking if I care if I offend is
Like asking Master P to find a limit
1% ain't got no love for y'all
And David Rockefeller's death
Won't

tryna diss
But it feels like you kissin' me soft on the cheek
Fuck it though, talkin' is cheap
I'ma get you motherfuckers when I'm off on my leash

I

like I shouldn't have to say it
Cuz by now they should know it
c lotta words these days
But they ain't saying nothin 
Jogging in place 
How can they diss

sandlot to the game
And I'm dope in real life I'm in the hall of fame
Cooperstown they like how my music sound
June told 'em cool it now we the ones

up in this sixteen
My dream works like you fit it on the big screen
And I ain't got it all figured out
That's what I figured out
Could've made a quick

her
I Told you last album there could Never Be Another
So, that could never be me
I keep it so seventh letter and I still keep it P
(For real)
That

the Lakers game while I'm eatin' Chinese
A couple album sales, now I'm touchin' overseas
Could've been a doctor, rather be a P
Shit been slow motion, yeah,

96hundred, I'm blunted
Bitches wanna give me head, head
Give me I want it from the ugly one's to
The one's that's pretty
Victor, Victory just like P

to the man
Now look her sonny
Don't you go all decrepit on me
Not again
Not like you did last June
I'm not enduring that again
You made my life hell
You made