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They smile in our face, yet they playa hate, but it takes a
They're sad, they're sad, sad, they're so sad

Nikke]
I puttin' the on all of the bitches
them snitches, no riches, no love for Mo
Nigga, what, It takes a Hustla, muthafucka
Put in a script, and runnin' the
Watch my eyes, you punk, nigga
it's a nigga flippin' the script and ready to pull the trigger
Also, don't a fuck - if ain't rollin' with Mo Thug
We on top, now - a nigga like Boogy Nikke always be here
I've been there, but differences is I kept it
I always will - I let my nuts hang a mack
Word is - I didn't do if I said I didn't do it, muthafucka
Check my eye, never lie
I'm ready to spy your heart
I knew it's from the start
You who you are
You grab your click-click-bang, swang them
It really matter, you doin' a rain check, nigga
Two-for-two on stretchersThis humbleness fool ya
Not lettin' me do ya, do ya in for sizin' up your box, put in a shock
I that you was a punk-ass bitch
And all bitches women, nigga

[Hook: Tony
the message Poetic is bringin'

[Mo!
muthafucka

[Tony
It's the Poetic is bringin'

[Boogy
Bitch-ass nigga,

Tone]
It's the message Poetic is
Mo is what we screamin'

I on the scene with this Hustla click
So I take my peace to
down from day one
Didn't run, or not they fell off 'bout screamin'
It kills me when suckas lie
I seen it in your eyes, want in the
Despite you yet you try
For Tony Tone, we roll with the Hustla three deep
I sleep - thank You, Lord, to let us be
Keepin' us on these streets
'Cause wasn't all the bad with brothers that I never had
Our dreams were in God's, I ?, united we stand
We are so tall, we ready to by testin' them balls
be talkin' that shit, that's why we don't like fuckin' with y'all
You why, but I see inside
On the side, I'm just a you despise
You must wanna die now
put 'em on the pave, now
Lay 'em in grave, 'cause they just wanna us down
Fakin', playa hatin', smilin' in our face
And fuckin' with nigga, I'm just an average paper-chaser

[Mo!
Up in my mind's another
I watched 'em serve, is heard
Watch what I see, pay close around me
rely on the one to intentionally clown me
Never speak evil when to
My mind is so clear my will ride through to you
Call it success, call it
My that I see are premonitions
Here I am stuck in dead-ass dimension of things to come
Searchin' the past, for clues
The is obvious - what next to do?
Try to scream and holler - all so useless
Paths of destruction is what chose
Eyes closed - here I am, standin' in front of your
Nigga, what you gotta
Look at you,
You a disgrace!

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