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

no seeds, last year Cannabis Cup
A druggie that mind hasn't been enough
With danglin nuts I lust for angels to
My cannon is tucked, move fast I panic and
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 show bring all my on the bus
Next city, 'em dizzy, stranded and stuck
Hangin in like blacks in slavery
we aim and squeeze at acts of bravery
Maybe speakers {?} off of Shady Lee {?}
Can barely add, but got A.D.D. (what I say?)
the do', make 'em play for keeps
I ain't gotta say 'til the A.K. shall speak

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


Speakin at AA meetings intoxicated
a arm-less fighter to box in Vegas
Plot with haters, kill me on my block for later
Havin phone sex with operators
Next Grammy's your man P is rockin
full with rabbit ears, I'm a pocket raider
Every block invaders, all is traitors
Any hood thief get burnt like hot potatoes
The hardest mayor that boycott garbage
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, here I come, tell to wait up


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

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