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

Money over bitches on my
Here lies young nigga gettin'
take a loss on my headstone
Only take a L when I'm it
Zombie gang times on my headstone
Been thuggin' from the cradle to the
Now your favorite name on a headstone
Too late—he dead

Imagine when you're thirty thousand feet up what you 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 rapper's name up on a headstone
Biggie Big for the cheese and you're wrong
Propaganda set the in the terrordome

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

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

It was written in the children's story, that life's a
So want? Everyday I struggle with it
Only God can judge me slippin', I'm infinitely big
Though the genesis, dead presidents, a gem on 'em
Hell on earth, these the dayz, throw ya guns up
Get money, Quiet Storm, havin' suicidal
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, the score, ignorant shit
Blackout, can I live? Hellrazor, feel me
of death, and protect ya neck
Three dope in a Cadillac, Gravediggaz
Kiss of death, and ya neck, shame on a nigga
Three dope boys in a Cadillac,

Put money over on my headstone
Here lies young gettin' paper
Never take a loss on my
Only take a L when I'm it
gang three times on my headstone
Been thuggin' from the to the grave
Now your favorite rapper on a headstone
Too late—he dead

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

Let me my guns, um, hm
Five, four, three, two, one, run!
Hi, my is Durt Cobain
Like a pimp, I go, 'til the next, episode
Ain't a nann this explosive
Coast shit (blat-blat!) reloaded
Fuck them other niggas, ride or die for my
Strictly 4 my niggas, of the fittest
Woop-woop! the sound of the police, I'm in deep cover
Earth, skrt skrt, back, give me one more chance
They say Jesus walks and the Devil Prada
But I'm so, so deaf, God can't me nothing
this on my death certificate, I gave you power
21 questions, who shot ya? I shot ya!
Warning, watch them flashin' lights papparazi
Two words, bitches, get money
Tonight's da night, guess who's on my block
Rather unique, I a shot in Bucktown
This firearm on, that quiet storm
of New York with a pitchfork