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Priorities

by Tech N9ne

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I open my mouth and what comes out is dangerous, angel dust Mix it up with cocaine and just kill yourself in Los Angeles Niggas lost and jealous, couple tossed umbrellas Too hot plus 45's is cocked blazing til we in clouds with Pac Not to mention, these federal penitentiaries Locking all my of niggas up giving them half a century So the day they get out with Alzheimer's they won't remember me And everything they did before 20 is faded memories Hated enemies ready to finish me Government wanna limit these men with G's Spin it put them in a key, then it's me beginning this chemistry I am tangled, cause living this got a man strangled, It's fandagled, hand me a plan from a damn angel Angels in my city get it gritty, rioting off Henny In clubs they act fast, packing, they gats got plenty When you in my streets better open your fucking eyes Niggas in front wanna take you down, in back wanna break your spine Stain inside broken glass And to forget it all we grab a bitch and poke her fast Walk her out holding ass Anything for that Lambo, in years of holding cash Spend it on a couple strippers and forget to hold the gas Gas high, but it ain't like me, I'm past the sky You ask us why we emotional and have to cry Cause the cash is my way that I'm gonna last to die But when they classify me as bad in the masses eye Dare you to go through all this sickness Need a minute come to my senses On block they pose, throw 'em to the dog Pitbulls then they place all bets in Often I cop, often I fight bitches Launder they thoughts, launder them leave stitches Street vicious micro missions Still play the game with the end in a vision Might Give a bum a holla, toss em' a couple dollas Hit the window with them wipers, but forget your babies diapers And that's the reason why we forever minorities Hatred for all authorities, fucking up our priorities

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