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Haven't you
platinum makes the swerve
Nature, Noreaga like & Bird
call a timeout, a quick sub
ya rhyme out, and rip it up
rip it up!

I shook wit many killas
did it for fun
it's a rush the way it comes
to make the run
niggas abotu it
and the pain
to see a young brother getting snatched from his frame
its many to do it
anger plays a major
when its done its
don't try to ya soul
be amazed how quick police learn the businss
nowhere to run young
you done burned ya
a wreck
makin ya collect
confessing ta
a man of
now a
scorned by the
for being
he one of his own
it's fucked up but he sold
no can do, he got
I as he tried to pull out
but he never got a to
a little man, his bite less than his bark
yo he thought he had a name ti; niggas tested his
lossed stripes in the
at and sleep at the same time
I used ta send'em ta and make'em rhyme
had a on the way
weed all day
thunwas
didn't think the heat freeze'em
I to tell'em
like convicted felons
by the time he
it's to late, a split his melon
seen'em spralled out from the floor
in the of an eye
it was over the walked off!

2x

A yo we out, wit ILLWILL on some city shit
keeping it real, ya niggas on that pretty shit
what the dealy
know I only a philly wit
lamma
and got a bitch in
and every time I her, yo it's on camera
and I'm the freak type, get and lay meat right
y'all burned bridges
I coulda had tight
a yo I spit this, tellin' to live wit this
I had you in the bank
now you ya rank
you should blame only
ya self
you me
to have to do it homey
we used to be
now it's like you know me
all that jealously
stupidity
had me thinkin' on some shit
diggin' in
now I'm 98
my still have fun
if i ain't wit Nate, I'm fucking wit Jung
number 1 of the game
don't no one
likle them niggas
yo you know if they
in ya face, tellin'
they lie on they dick
while I get
live like a cookin Beat
that old school shit that he used to make
yo from ta San Francis
catch me at the club
but i dances
play the bar
niggas watchin' me, I'm a mantis
I won't chances
peep the on my chest
what happen
when you drinkin' rade, and stress
drink my life away. away
shoot up ya
yo it's me and
we two of the best!

I got the anchalota
the glamour and
my name upon the of fame
right Frank Sinatra
it na da
but one for the win
y'all need to frontin'
actin' y'all big dollar
fraudulent fucks I stay calling ya
causing
calling ya chickens, for a quick
rippin'em up to some Lou shit
it a game, you was hot
but you it
change ya
quick to save the extras
ya hooked up
but y'all brains ain't
it ain't my fault ya niggas came
I'm the at rap
of pessemis
shots accurate than Petrovic
when my shit
y'all niggas check for it
ya love it, the way I'm comin' at you
in the purest
the wars on, you thought we flop
well than ya wrong!