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Caught in 
a Biggie and Pac conflict before they were hit by the cops. 

Verse 2 - 
No other peas in this pod. You can say that I'm odd, even.
I can

first in a trial. I'll second the motion
'Til the jury's bored to death and puts your neck in a notion.
The situation's volatile. A naked problem child
is

It Won't Be Long

Krayzie Bone

The Fix: Just One Mo Hit

we waitin' till our God come callin'
Swing low, swing low, take me away from here -- please know,
That we livin' in the last of the last days and when

and black
Death is here and I am that
Run in circles 'til you crack
Grab a knife and lets attack
If you die shit well I'm a necrophiliac
I'm possessed with

Well as I human I have to
Trouble discerning what it distasteful
I´m playful when it comes to
Matters of live and death
First and last breath being
Taken

a bullet from my Weezy 
If u break my rule yeah 
It ain't no prison break though 
That can save u in death-row 
Did U forget that I mentioned 

I put it all

cadence
Beware of the implications
You can be defined by
What you did the latest
Or you can be the liar type
Fake it till your famous
Or Keep it in your

on the recluse
Thirsty for that red soup in my web of a brown recluse
I'm working to perfect sound, present my best tune
If death comes soon, I'll be ready, moving

mines is thrown and collapsed too
All the bullshit that's at work
It leisurely comes natural
And that's not good
Knock on wood, this won't last too
In my

with this
Mom would call the cops and lie to get me arrested
So come and fuck with me
Bitch go get ready to die
Bleed in agony until your last second

Freeze for police, you can forget about it
Kill a gorilla they go apeshit
Kill you a nigga they'll tell you congratulations
cpes death was mourn by

Place these coins upon your eyes
The final payment in your necrotic tithe
And so the gleam that rendered you blind
Affords the last entertainment

you depressed
Posting Jesus on your story
Ain't gone save your ass from death
Mhm
Steppas in this bitch we steppin
We got steppas in this bitch we

should’ve know by now,
Next thing Up in your bitch
No flexin 
Old school tip 
Don’t give me that awkward eye 
I’m Conceited bastard 
You ain’t shit 

(Kid

for peace of mind
Not Jesus-pieces dug up by kids up in a mine

This that come up music
Our flows is stupid
Our visions lucid
I lucidly dream

And they said hang a left and 66 will take you west 

But as the years went by her life spun back around 
He’s on the knee the last one never found 
And so

a riot
Not a single person quiet, getting ready for the fight
So I’ll tell you lot a story bout a guy
Couple days go by, and he gets the call
Country’s

Of how broke I am in multiple ways
Fiddling with my own flesh when
I remembered the quote
Yo character's defined by how well
You can conquer yo brain
Said

And refuses to leave
Which is hard to believe
Since he's in his late teens
Kari's death gets to August
Causing PTSD
But with the help of Romelo
He bursts onto

alone in the fields of death!
Ask me:
"Why are you so mad and so miserable again?
Save it all inside, are you weak or insane?"
I've tried different types

Pulling me down, liquid wrapped
Tightly strangled
Gasp for that last breath, let it go
Accept it when all you can do is
Welcome that death sentence

Mork on a Stork
Hangin’ by a thread can’t take me to court
Ordered vision, hearin’ cantankerous court
Cantankerous court? Flashin’ in my head
Seein’

Pray for me
I'm so numb to death
Every year I take my health serious
Family members dying on they last breath
I don't know how long I really have, but

waiting for that blast
Don't matter who laughs louder man
Who laugh last be the baller cat
Kicking this knowledge up in ya head till it's zero caps
Can't