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La-la la-la la-la la-la, to sharrrrrre..
Da, da-da, nothin, by D-Twellllllve..

Weed no seeds, year Cannabis Cup
A druggie that mind been damaged enough
danglin nuts I lust for angels to fuck
My is tucked, move fast I panic and bust
Brain burnt out like a clutch
I'm too to touch
A bunch don't gamble with trust
Scammin for bucks, candy deluxe out mishandlin sluts
After a bring all my fans on the bus
city, leave 'em dizzy, stranded and stuck
Hangin in like blacks in slavery
Gats we aim and squeeze at acts of
speakers {?} bouncin off of Shady Lee {?}
Can add, but still got A.D.D. (what I say?)
Work the do', 'em play for keeps
I gotta say shit 'til the A.K. shall speak

[Chorus:
To whom it may concern, this is fucked
Life had been hard so far, I just to bluff
and drugs got my hands in some cuffs
Man it's been rough, but shit I plan to give up, uhh


Speakin at AA meetings while
Trainin a arm-less to box in Vegas
Plot with haters, they kill me on my for later
Havin phone sex with operators
Next Grammy's your man P is rockin
Leavin full rabbit ears, I'm a pocket raider
block invaders, all cops is traitors
Any hood hands get burnt like hot potatoes
The mayor that boycott garbage sayers
Thinkin outside the box like Harvard
Wild like Ben Wallace
Hate the niggaz that ain't spitters blow up off market (you!)
So now on I'm startin terror
Aiyyo God, I come, tell 2Pac to wait up


Got young that handle any further glory
Fix my son a lunch for school so murder for me
Readin 'Pac and Pun tags up in
Waitin to get in or "Grimey," that's word to Nore
Anything you before me
Hah, it's simple like a street life suburban
Turn my poor into murkers for beef
Who the fuck is Jerry? I'm for weed
And why did God all these worthless MC's?
Still tryin to find out for what they breathe
My pops hit the weed and then he a new breed
I hit bad bitches raw cause worth the disease
Hate the Ku Klux Klan, they abuse and sheets
And I need 'em at home, but a personal peeve
The (Pills) is (Purple) indeed
And I'm screamin loud as hell "Fuck the Earth" I leave

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