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need four guns
Stop smoking
Cause you might end up with no lungs
I feel emasculated
Yet so captivated
By those who entertain ego and hold back the hatred

whatever pays
I had to break the phase, at the top now, but who’s looking at the gage
(Hook)
Vic
(Verse)
I give it my all, every time I hit the stage
I let

ina jam 
Flip me a bow started off wit a gram 
Crazy how you could feed a nigga treat a nigga like he blood he a bite ya hand
Damn 
Laughing my way

see how it goes
c rare nigga still live by the code
I never change bout no money or hoes
cnd never fronted on none of the bros

Paint the sky with

the Colonel man
Who wants a bargain bucket? 
Fuck it, chuck it, swear (I love it)
Talking bars, yo mi deh 'ya
Run out of what? Dawg mi deh 'ya
Peanut head

this country over here on a boat
That's why I cant rap  about being broke like you
I got more than anyone had so the jokes on who
If you you roll wit me

to stop dat
I'm da one dats gon push your top back
I'm da better artist and dats not cap
You pussy ass nigga take a cat nap
Big facts
Stop playing wit

Sharon, tell her I need another house!
I dig ya mother out then put her in a cab
Gas her up then hit the hooker wit them slabs
What you think, naw I ain't

fabric
Pull up We in mf Traffic
This shit it get deep it graphic
Put ya mans on a mf jacket
I got hoes by the dozen
I never could trip off a bitch if she

gluttony left them stuck with the Bills
They had to get a loan
So they chose to go to the end
Of the road and meet with those
Who had cash to give them but

to try to talk it out

But those who really know me
Know I'll run up in ya mouth

Shorty been on my mind heavy
Everything bout her deadly

If you seen her

my ass alone 
Shadow boxing with my pen
My only fear is my clone
You could keep ya head up
cn get shot by a drone
I'm in a room full
Of shooters
Who

that feeling back
We just who they trying to be, Cam, J, and L.O.Z
Hand to the ceiling if ya feeling it
Ah Nah we don't feel it at all
Nah we just give

the favor
Later to realize I'm the only one who's been trying
And you could care less if I was either sick or dying
Nobody cares - Sonny's words live by me

at niggas who don’t understand
There’s a law that we live by
A code we be keeping
I hope you ain't sleeping, they counting the sheep
They watchin TV… These

attics had me breathing in mold
Almost killed my soul
Type of nigga I chose to be is one who won’t fold
Let me talk to ya
Y’all don’t really know

At Your Convenience

Big Syke

Be Yo Self

1996

time playa
I got bills and things to do so I'll see ya later
Wit you it's cool I'd be a fool not to get paid
Lay up under you and not pursue what

(Yeah)
I give you a tribe of 8s n make you a believer over night
We can go where you wanna go , I can match a ya vibe eitha way that's fine wit me
But da

a lot shit for people 
Who never loved me 
I dun been talked about 
By people who fuck wit me 
I dun seen smiling faces 
From Niggaz that wanna kill me
I

past, can't fault ya
Had a bad Pastor ain't, mmm
If your Dad wasn't involved
lemme tell bout the real Father
One who knew you 'fore the doctor saw you

robbed or sent to jail, or maybe
even getting her arm broke by some sadistic fool out the suburbs, right
And then she gets all that money and then she

Wear Yo Hat (Buried and Bald)

NWH

Fear of a Black Hat

1994

destroys the black 
Or they take you out, one by one. 
Basted, baded and done. 
A nigga dead from exposure to the sun. 
Victims of hostile elements.

all the feelings the feelings that You abide
I know i'm not the only one who's hurting Inside
Let's just be real no need for a disguise
Let's just all

covered by the blood homie
Walk into the enemies camp
Cause I was sent there to stomp and stamp
Out everything that is evil 
And my orders come from your