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I'd gladly lose my life for you If anything in your life is worth living for Trust one day you die for it Something makes you smile so much Trust me one
re furious things, we take this as a serious thing You curious man? then follow along I'm outta control, the music seems At times I act intolerable Don
nasty bitch, bitch that's willing to do Anything at any given time, bitch, gotta be nasty 'cuz I'm a nasty nigga I do anything baby, I wouldn't give
Swear by our forefathers Anything you speak, think, or show will be disregarded Then I drag your frightened ass through the darkness Bring you out the other side, as
it lady, and even if we don't speak you still as immations/imitations (?) That's how this lovin be, love it when she under me She say that she celibate, I penetrate her mentally
, more Great than the Lakes I'm Superior, it's Erie how I breaks Niggaz down, with the sound as I shine One time, and the chrome is the mind He once
my head But the only one that's clear is rock the... (Buzz) Time's up Ladies and gentlemen Phat or Wack? (Silence) Ohh as that was some sort of surprise
worth more than a pound of weed, I die for my seed Kill for my family, fuck this world cause this world don't understand me, I'm sick mentally I'm drinkin
out The time when niggaz seem to always fight and lose a battle Its too late to pray I'm selling one way tickets to hell No one tell is what you punk
my friend As long as we stand up together Let me tell you, The brutality / The pure poverty / The partiality You know that can't work Your mentality
one You grown, you got choices, I'm worried about your son That's what got me up being an insomniac Lil nigga cant control how his mommy act As for me
get more Shutouts up there, word up To take what is given (Ha) Breaker breaker one nine, I had a rendezvous Pop vintage wine with this dime, hot as
nun My mental state's, more great than the lakes I'm superior, it's erie how I breaks Niggaz down, with the sound as I shine One time, and the chrome
' 208 bones in one zone; With microphones, I'm like the Blade Runner hunting clones I "Beat It" like one glove and a bad nose job With more breathin techniques
flows as evidence Hittin chicks yelling they celebrant for the hell of it In the chest is where the metal went Never delicate is how I'm tellin it So anything
See last night's change was today's doe money No time for your freestyles so roll money No more whack albums with two joints No more ballplayin' rappers who shoot ya two points (No more
