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the play
Fred Hampton would think gangs now just digging they own graves
Divine Justice seeing destruction in these roads once paved
Peace turned into

Except their intent is very much different. They hit us all.

I know these two guys, and they live in my head
And I call them Flea and Fred
They live in my

And I'm just gonna stack it up

Even tho my back been stabbed in
I'm gonna saddle up
I just want a cabin
Know on my only I can stack it up
My heart fell for

fuck hoes from time to time
Prolific with this shit, I feel like Nipsey in his fuckin' prime
I ain't pressed by that shit you doin' cause I been did it

Viewer beware, you're in for a scare
This Freddy ain't a Kruger, he's a robot bear
Back room at Chuck E. Cheeses? He lives there
I bet you can't make

for the west
Heard they got a couple banks in town that ain't
been held up yet
Well uh, I oughta make it by sundown
I figure thats enough time for me

to come
I just deposited cash in my past
Packin' the club to the back
I gotta smoke by the half
Window up man we 888 on dabs
Waited, I wait, hi waited, I'm

with a Ruger
Got hit by my shooters
Right in his medulla
Took over dreams like Krueger
I'm feeling like Fred
All you rappers is dead
Word to God son

Chase a nigga, until he come up out his shoes, I'm a savage nigga
My young nigga, they some goons, if I run up in your shit, you best believe I got

Once upon a time... back in the 20th century
Business management was about results... your share price trajectory
It was pretty straightforward

it, y'all ain't doing shit, how bout y'all get back for them boys tho
cnd we getting money we still in the hood but it really is by choice tho 

We pull

only on my mark
I be getting holes in one you be getting pars
I can be marred with controversy by doing this properly
Ive got the force and there isnt

I'm a Larry bird hittin these threes
Sittin in my 4 by 4, Castles closed
Use the back door, Sup Alfred, do my chores

Mop the floor with that shit you

twist 'em like pasta
Left him leaking they ringing 'em out like a towel
Uh, Uh
Fuck my teachers I never learned shit in school
I was raised by the streets

Chaucer, story of the Oscars/ 
Could of had a Grant or won a motherfucking Oscar/ 
Back when MLK was out in ATL, they were building cases tryna make him

You wouldn't want me to unleash
The Horseman in me
You know we got you open, don't front
You know the name by now
You know what we want
Come on, 7, 6,

in my friends mums basement tryna get by
Tryna get high 

Its so cold in this furnace
London bridge is  burning
To whom it may concern, I'm so alone

I

Skwad Training

Artifacts

That's Them

1997

back
(fuckin' up in your shit in football and be	-ball)
This is the Boom Skwad president signing off
(Fuck it, I just keep on and on and on)
May your

what I'm gonna give it
Back in the saddle, prepared for battle
Tread on me and the snake is gonna rattle
Even flowin' like Edward Vedder
I got a caboose,

at it and then imma break it down to a T
Let's ride into battle you strap on a saddle, let's bring in an army and you bring a fleet
They being real low I

We did it like that and now we do it like this
We did it like that and now we do it like this
Keynote Speakerz in the place gettin' biz like this...

to
Smoke if you want to
I do the freaky things that your boyfriend won't do

What up Ma you looking good by the bar
I can buy you a drink and we can slide

I had to be strong even tho I'm lite
I feel like the money is my only light, surrounded by this darkness
My heart is covered in this hard shit
And I

For my nigga Fred Jordan drank something
Smoke something up in Heaven run it

Now-a days everybody gangsta, okay
Tell ya what's gangsta is this fuck