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favorite teams in the league Thought that we could make it to the league We live Godless in a nation under God Divided by the flag under red and blue frauds
in the gutter with gangstas Seen gangstas get killed Trying to get up out the gutter Now where the fuck did you live Ain't nothing good bout the ghetto
care 'bout nothing 'cept to get this album out dog Fuck e'ry body in the world of this outlaw Coming to you live from my home studio In south side
I could probably get a deal for this, but na I feel I'm to real for this Why you thinking he'll kill for this, when most people ain't built for this
and a microphone Studio was far from plush but them lights was on Couple hunnid thousand stashed at my mama's home Real estate in Atlanta, but ain't nobody know
at 11: 00 y'all was Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin' Cause them underage bitches had to be To school by 8: 00 My belt always a lil' loose To get a handgun
switching lanes nigga You know Jerry took a 40 to his brain nigga Ice still in the same clothes and he aint change nigga But that's my brother and that's
shopping and singing in the studio How about when we would load them clips up, the range, put on goggles and let them things Go Well, I know you miss taking
would be: MC Nice, The Big Help, too Lil Sammy to boot, hip hop's helping-est group We in the booth, full plates for the record Not the studio, no, it's
on my mind Praying My pillow talk isn't RnB kind Amen Although I'm swerving her swelling behind (God) The pleasures of porn Erupted in second grade
Very much a work in progress! Tyler, The Creator is he Extremely ridiculous? Yes is He extremely talented? Definitely we Are about to Embark
and the belt but the bag's Chanel Had a rest and then I had to step the levels up Got it in my head that I'm the best so I ain't stressing much I ain't
like- Up on the floor, dance- I wanna live in that mansion, Playboy bunny what's happenin' Look, If I call you bae- Na-na na-na-na Didn't even no-
brother Well he lied then! They ain't search me Me either! I got this 9 in Cass' really think that he 'bout it Let's go outside then I got the tre
stones they break my bones but nobody could ever break us they say hello from down below but they like to live in the past huh aku tak berhenti for no
he don't live for his real friends who died for him Hhm, amnesia, kodwa makaya e-studio it's I need ya Hhm, timekeeper please let him know it's quarter
Rappers and their dead tracks Call it suicide raps me on the other hand I've got the homicide flow Put me in the studio, turn into psycho I don't think that
And I ain't leavin' the house Without that in my hand And it ain't only the cops It's niggas on your block That talk like a lil' bitch and Act like they
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