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The Carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks

My axe is my buddy, I bring him when I walk
Me and my axe will leave your head outlined in
a another boat
Yeah I'm shooting for the head
You just do not get the scope
Gettin' out of line yeah we call that
Walkin' on a rope me and Mark
On the mic
with hate and it's caught up to me
Loosing sleep
Tortured by their memory
One day I hope I'll see
What a true warrior means
I swear that I'll remember
When I exercise I lose half a day
Swim an hour then hit the hay

My 5 o'clock shadow hits at 7 o'clock
Now my body's slowing 
Down don't ask me how
I wanted and hit a lick fast
Lil good boy now a nigga big bad yeah a nigga big bad
And pissed off
If you can’t do it by the book then what’d you read
yet
One hit of this grass will kick your ass
You got yourself a bet."

Johnny roll a ball of hash
And make sure it's the bomb
'Cause the Devil's got
different yeah

What the fuck ya'll niggas ponder
When you think of K-ID-C
Another motherfucker tryna flow up
'bout the ce-ze
That's right bitch, you need
of the things, ya probably think are bottled like gin or the bourbon, pussy
I ain't hearing you hear me, I ain't having you near me
Miscommunicado with all
Aye, aye 

Don’t act like 
You know me 

When I’m rollin through 
Yo town, 

Don’t act like 
You know me 

Know you tellin stories, 
I be by my
I think I knew you better when I had you by myself
But I got caught up being social put you on the shelf
All the pain you had collected being in
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
have to prove shhh
Just keep doin' hit's
And niggas be all on my two tit's
And even if you think it's odd
I'm telling you, after every single rhyme
I
everything down
Well get ready start the fire
You wanna hit a bullseye
You gotta know your mark
You've got me as a target
Ready Aim Fire
Well here's your
tells me that you're a bummer
When we're flipping burgers he explains to me his problem with you (Nice shot)
He thinks you're lame and he wishes your name
Chorus:
[D.J. Paul]
You dealing with some thugs
who like to hit it from the back (back)
with no kind of springs attached
what you think about that
a problem, revolver under the Hilfiger
No bluff needed, we will kill niggas
So try me if you want, bruh, I promise I'm with all of that
Late night shooters,
race 
(Keep it) in the (bloodshot) public eye 
Style up, bring it down 
Think they all hate me, when I do fall down 

Screaming like a hog tied, pig
the chosen will do all the choosing
Between you and me, until we free let's just keep this shit moving

Brought my ass back to south and I'm eating my pain
in ditches when they get ignant
What color do you think I am 
Listen to me not my fuckin pigment
I'm a gent of a man Imma dawg
Wild boar version
Blow
Finesse, from SP to Casio

Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
If you don't know us by now you'll never know
You set that mood
cross from L.A. to NewYork (uhhuh)
Hit regardless for what when ever you hit town (aight)
You got real niggas respecting on how you get down
Ain't no
They say that first impressions count and the weakest one will shout
So when you see me at the spot I'm silent on the couch
Maybe headphones
harm, I just think you're fine
And by the end of the night you will be mine

Don't you press me on my side is you fucking or nah
I got these women on my
for me
And I will keep on going

I will live out your dreams and desires
And I know I’ll never be without you

The battle is lost
But life will go

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