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[gun back]

Nah, we ain't goin
I bein hated, it great it
me know that I made it
I have it no other way
I trade it for the world
Only me know that I'm loved
By so many other that ain't you
And as long, as you keep fuckin with us, we fuckin you up
And keep the rug from up under you
And what's ever more fucked up, is we enjoy what were
So much there ain't nothin that we love more than +Pullin Your Up+
And exposin you so much, people are startin to wonder
What's up them fuckin one dough a man under-els
Do unto of you will have done under you
So who the you motherfuckers gonna run to
When runs up with a mask and puts a gun to you [gun cocks]
You ask youself, how come your mans
Didn't enter that last round that he had in Curtis ass while he had the chance
You keep askin us to keep it on wax but we
is past any irrationalization
We have captured national media
Conversation is senseless, you can sense the tension start
Soon as we enter the '106th & Park'
gonna get killed and I swear to God
If someone so much as even touches one of my
I'll put a on his head
And you got the funds to match or counteract it
But I'd rather rap than get this gangsta shit
And it ain't because I'm a
because I ain't a bitch, I don't endanger people that I'm with
I'm a general, I Bush, I don't send my soldiers to war
I'm right there in the middle of the shit 'em, so when I do get 'em
Orders to storm your headquarters, be fuckin with a ..

McVay]
Fuckin with a peacekeeper, see you the nigga that greet this lyrical cleaver
I eat ya, niggaz wanna keep speakin, like it ain't even that deep
I got heat sweep a niggaz street [explosion]
See I wouldn't fuck with me neither, only can help ya
I'll be for you longer than the "Legend of Zelda"
a failure, there's gonna be hell to tell the
Captain a bassett hound couldn't even smell ya
Body, when I hide ya, I be on that mob
You another Hoffa, under the Renaissance
You get bombed Lebanon [explosion] with my own tactic
I snatch head like one of Saddam's kids

[Obie
Motherfucker, handle you
We can it out on any Avenue
A +Average Man+ flipped into an
Shoot out mandibles
Cannons and ammunition, reload with
know the mechanicals
Break the down, you should see them handles
The street the child, no read up manuals
Push crack vows, young Nino Brown
Chasin green is the dream, your young and brown
Bound to be a problem child, look what I'm in now
A 'Dozen Dirty' niggaz and they all get
Dissolve any problem that with ours
When we said "all men get down" ([gunshot], c'mon)

While punchin and tacklin punks
I'm handlin chumps, packin a
That's longer than the elephant trunk [gun
On the streets I'm a beast, I upon the weak
So speak beef, I'll you and scream "increase the peace"
A monster, pistol pushin niggaz off they Hondas
Starve ya, get it crackin, yankin bitches for they
Sneaky as fuck, I think mama beat me enough
When she was sleepin stuff, I was stealin the keys to the
Shut the fuck up, before you end up dead in the dump
Or in the takin a nap, bleedin and Lugged up
+Who Want like M. Bleek, with this heat if you ten deep
Then fuck it, it will be ten [gunshots]

Know about my a land ski
Don't with my hand speed
Clutch your burner, bust it and your man bleed
We ferocious, no holsters
Approach us, heat straight from the soldiers (c'mon, [gunshot])
We the soldiers, ya'll the (ha)
Youngsters lungs puncture, dead in a dumpster
the Munsters, hand full of drama
You scared of the drama, bomber the [gun cocks, boof]
I'm back (woof), I reappear
Shoot like [gunshot], steer clear
Blackness, covered with cat fish
We murkers with no other than practice

There's things I hate: liars, fakes and cheaters
Alcoholics, sluts and fuckin wife
A gat describes my life
I don't even know who song this is [Obie
Bitch, don't give a fuck about no hip hop
At my release party in a pink tank top in Reeboks
Ja Rule beef I ain't gettin in
I'll an are & be singer to sing at my wedding
I turn your face a fuckin meat patty
I'll fuck your mommy and go fishin with granny
+Shit on You+, I'll pee on R. Kelly too
This is Bizarre, see you "Devil's 2"