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I was voted likely to have a psychiatric evaluation
Let's start the of elimination
This dedication is for with the 'Green Buddha'
The bandula, to your suit coolers

Now how this feel? Cold black steel up in grill
hollow point lead gon' be your last meal
Say your prayers, say graces
Pieces of face is found in a hundred different places

Huh, so we lookin' like?
We to see some hoes to fuck tonight
And you tryin' to see the afterlife

Make a before we have a head-on collision
Makin' me the rest of my life in prison
See I can play the cards I was given

Multiplication, division whatever you got to mines off
Like the U.S. government did to
Like Xzibit in some pussy the lights turned off
like

I'm just livin' to my dreams
I'm just tryin' to the best of things
None of can't take shit from me
a bitch she ain't fuckin' for free

So I'ma ride til the fall off
all the rest get weak and go soft
You're petite style, can get you down
My heat's loud, you huggin' on the street now

Niggaz keep askin' me how does it
How does what feel? Not havin' to scrape for a
Not bein' locked down to a fucked up
The biggest man in Los Angeles is not

We had to reinvent the wheel, draft new
Made a whole album, spent half you spent
Then sent the rest to my people to wit it
fitted, if you want it nigga, come and get it

And I suggest you a million niggaz runnin' wit it
Split it, feel it, hit it hot, look
I ain't stop til everybody's shot
Muammar Khadaf's the dot, X the spot

With an infrared to your head, for dead
the feds, flee the country then grow some dreads
I suggest you keep distance, for instance, the same distance
It takes to get to the next solar system,

I'm just livin' to fulfill my
I'm just to have the best of things
None of y'all can't take from me
Life's a she ain't fuckin' for free

So I'ma til the wheels fall off
While all the get weak and go soft
petite style, can get you beat down
My heat's loud, you huggin' on the street now

Strike one, a nigga talkin' shit with his hands
two, gettin' caught
In the wrong place with your pants
Strike three, tryin' to with the D-O-double-G
DRE, or any of my Alkaholik

Huh, turn your vital signs to a straight line
Never seen a dog bite and at the same time
Restless, rugged, relaxed
Permanently owe you backs like tax

Baseball bats and bricks upside of head
still gettin' swoll off water and bread
I got this, retaliation, for any I'm facin'
And the stage with a standin' ovation, it's like

I'm just livin' to fulfill my
I'm just tryin' to have the best of
of y'all can't take shit from me
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin' for

So I'ma ride til the wheels off
While all the rest get weak and go
petite style, can get you beat down
My heat's loud, have you huggin' on the now