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[Mr. Lil
Jack Ripper', strippin mothaf**kas for their egos
Peace to all the heads, mobbn in their regals
Need no mothaf**ka to be me I'm sick!
I feel it everyday with f**kin word I say
I paid my respects to the that be cursed
Oh what you disagree, it's murder in the
hurts to be livin, though I give it all I got
Wanna see me shot, but I guess they never
a genious, we don't get along
Everytime we bump, when we on a song
Feenin for my shit, my in my word
new shit is the bomb, ya heard
Heard about the heat, I've been bringin to the
I bet that you've been hatin, wishin it hit the street
Eat a dick, lick nuts, suck and take that
It's ol' Lil, I bet you hate that

Mr. Lil One]
Mothaf**kas talk and they always wanna creep
Remember mothaf**ka you be talkin in your
Mr. Lil One and I brought my homie Young
Stop, to the death leavin mothaf**kas

Now I'm creepin a war zone, in every single block
I'm hearin gun shots and it's all a plot
They're tryin to take me for my life, this Sicko can't be

I got my finger on the trigger,ain't no time for thinkin
Now I'm dumpin out the clip and yo I'm aimin for the
And I'm ready to the cemetry your home
You can bring who you want, but you're wit the baddest
It's the Lil and the Youngstah, leave em R.I.P.
We be steppin and all them bodies talkin shit
Now time to lead aggression with a f**kin Smith and Wesson
When I'm f**kin wit the sickest it's a deadly
2 trigger happy gangstas no clue or hesitation
I'ma do my evil and I'ma put in on my work
All the way to the death from the birth
snatch your f**kin life and I'ma show you what it's worth
A 6 foot hole in a of dirt