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Victory,
on my neck—Mr. T
Victory,
Zombie reppin' that NYC
Victory,
Ice round my neck like I'm Lil
We run this like a pair of cleats
It's hell on earth but where I be

over bitches on my headstone
Here lies young gettin' paid
Never take a on my headstone
Only take a L when I'm it
Zombie gang three on my headstone
Been from the cradle to the grave
Now your favorite rapper name on a
Too already dead

Imagine when thirty thousand feet up what you think of?
Boy, I hated knowin' that my thoughts deterred a
I never knew I'd get my chance to link up
Boy, I tell you, all of unusual to me
Swear I came from the bottom, livin', walkin' dead on
Put your favorite rapper's up on a headstone
Biggie Big for the and you're dead wrong
set the standards in the terrordome

I hit it doggystyle, she throw it back, yeah, I'm born to
It's dark and Hell is hot so leave me I'm at
I'm livin' how I wanna, no reasonable
clear to see, all eyez on me, 400 degrees
Who am I? Ruthless, Eazy it
The smoke in public, hate it or love it
The underdogs, with swords
It was written in my this art of war
I'm feelin' infamous, immortal my technique
A shinin', with diamond teeth
Don Cartagena, excuse my demeanor, this the glamour life
You not a player, you ain't half as nice
I'm born again, life after death, I the sacrifice
I'm dupa fly, Juicy keep them hypnotized
I said my is Juice, AmeriKKKa's most
Ain't no half-steppin', see you at tha

Put money over bitches on my
lies young nigga gettin' paper
Never take a loss on my
take an L when I'm smokin' it
Zombie three times on my headstone
Been thuggin' from the cradle to the
Now your rapper name on a headstone
Too late—he dead

It was written in the children's story, life's a bitch
So what'cha want? Everyday I struggle it
Only God can judge me slippin', I'm big pimpin'
Though the genesis, presidents, drop a gem on 'em
Hell on earth, the last dayz, throw ya guns up
Get money, Storm, havin' suicidal thoughts
For the C.R.E.A.M,
For the money, all the is the lemonade
I'm a playa on the late night tip, triple six
She the prototype, Tip drill, her fingertips
Resevoir Dogs, check the score, shit
Blackout, can I Hellrazor, still feel me
Kiss of death, and ya neck
Three dope boys in a Cadillac,
Kiss of death, and ya neck, shame on a nigga
Three dope in a Cadillac, Gravediggaz

Put money over bitches on my
lies young nigga gettin' paper
Never a loss on my headstone
Only take a L when I'm it
Zombie gang times on my headstone
Been thuggin' the cradle to the grave
Now your favorite rapper name on a
Too already dead

now I'm on the edge (so don't push me)
Troublesome '96 (you a shook one)
Breath easy, the ledge (I'm your pusha)
What's I smell pussy

Let me my guns, um, hm
Five, four, three, two, one, run!
Hi, my name is Durt
Like a pimp, here I go, 'til the next,
Ain't a nann nigga explosive
Beast shit (blat-blat!) reloaded
Fuck them other niggas, ride or die for my
4 my niggas, survival of the fittest
Woop-woop! That's the sound of the police, I'm in cover
Earth, skrt skrt, lean back, me one more chance
They say Jesus walks and the Devil wear
But I'm so, so deaf, God tell me nothing
Write this on my death certificate, I you power
21 questions, like who ya? I shot ya!
Warning, watch them flashin' lights papparazi
Two words, bitches, get money
Tonight's da night, guess who's back on my
Rather unique, I lick a shot in
This firearm silencer on, quiet storm
T-O-N-Y—top of New York a pitchfork