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In world news today, agree that
Rapper Brad Jordan alias must be stopped
After being monitored by secret agents for two years
Evidence leads Tobacco and Fire officials to believe
his literally dope lyrics promote drug usage and distribution

Degrade women, influence gambling, and teach violence
And importantly it's influencing our minors
And our communities
say, "He's the Lord of underground rap
And his must be stopped"

We got this motherfucker on a mission
Now the, entire world's
Gotta try to come up with a decision
They claim we to society
And now they on the government
To try and somebody quiet

For the bullshit done to me
Gangsta Nip, 1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me
So gangsta rap done shit for that
I've even seen folks from River Oaks go get the gat

So why you kick some dust up
America's always known for blaming us niggas for they fuck-ups
And we were always considered
Now tryin' to bust our only code of communicating with our people

Let's the game from a different angle
Matt Dillon pulled his pistol every time him and tangled
So criticize me for the shit you see
On your TV that rates than PG
Just your ass to where they got me
So you can feel the of the dead body

Nigga don't believe song, that nigga's wrong
Gangstas live that long

So now they tryin'
And black folks in white coats to infiltrate our
So now they separation
And sendin' black folks in white to infiltrate our
So so now tryin' separation
And sendin' folks in white coats to infiltrate our congregation
Tappin' into our conversation, saying the message that give
forth or premeditation

So got a silver mag
While to Brad, David gets mad and kills his dad
Duke's got a shotgun
So why you get upset 'cause I got a tisk,
A niggas ass in the face by a cop, close casket

An open and shut
Cop gets got, the blame it on my occupation
If you don't dig me, than you can sue me
Because the shit that I be sayin' ain't worse than no money
Don't blame me blame man Gotti
So you can the hand of the dead body

don't believe that song, that nigga's wrong
Gangstas live that long

You to free your mine before I free my nine
And stop with the void in pop or feel my hot rocks
Bang bang, boom boom, ping ping I'm the
White boys gat a magazine and know how to act

attack and make you vomit
Down with Abdul Muhammad
Do he got a brother, I'm it now
I'm the illest wanna kill house nigga Don Cornelius
Can you this?

You punk make me sick
Suckin' on the devil's dick scared of
Need to start
is the place I caught a case
Houston is the place I a case
Houston is the place I a case

Them motherfuckers tried to put a scar on my
But I bust two to the gut
To the Reverend Calvin gotta pair of nuts?
I this gangsta shit in 86
Now you me for publicity, isn't he a hoe to the third degree

I'm a G who to scrap a lot, down with rap a lot
And I stop, won't stop
So Bill and Hillary Ice Cube their ain't no killin' me
Ice Cube, Scarface, on these sellin' out niggas, doing it like this

don't believe that song, that nigga's wrong
Gangstas live that long