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

Weed no seeds, year Cannabis Cup
A druggie that mind been damaged enough
With nuts I lust for angels to fuck
My cannon is tucked, move I panic and bust
Brain burnt out a mechanical clutch
I'm too to touch
A scandalous bunch don't with trust
Scammin for bucks, pink candy deluxe out sluts
After a show bring all my on the bus
city, leave 'em dizzy, stranded and stuck
Hangin in clubs like 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 ain't gotta say shit 'til the A.K. shall

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To whom it may concern, this planet is
Life had been hard so far, I just to bluff
and drugs got my hands in some cuffs
Man been rough, but shit I don't plan to give up, uhh


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


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

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