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I'll admit, I was a wild when I was a kid
dope, poppin' Shroomz and droppin' lots of sin
Psychedelic would ensue my view
Feelin' the as they altered my fate

But I [Incomprehensible], all that distorted brought it up
I came short and couldn't afford to it up
So I to record it on audio
The autobiography of Mario

Somethin' unbelievable, inconceivable
That half the I set out to do was achievable
But alas, at all the shit come to pass
While we remained strong, others broke glass

'Cause you style, and you need all the help brother
'Cause you're fragile, and it say it on your cover
This up, for the celebrity
Who lacks intelligence, integrity,

Oh, it's true, I got you in an like Kurt
But don't go gettin' your fuckin' feelin's
I spit many of heat, that burn like a furnace
I pour rhymes out like spillin' out your dermis

I got my 9 at my waist, papa
I got my in the escalade, papa
If you feel then jump and get sprayed, papa
I don't wanna but you dug own grave, papa

I got my 9 at my waist, papa
I got my shotgun in the escalade,
If you feel then jump and get sprayed, papa
I don't wanna but you dug your own grave,

You know me and grown with me
And if I had a big enough pad, I'd take you all with me
I don't around with bodyguards, that's not me
I'm out with the people of my posse

Used to a lot of enemies with bad intentions
Spreadin' gossip like disease, lots of tension
People turn around when you become a star it
But others hate you all 'cause fulfilled all your dreams

smile in your face and act like nothin's wrong
When you your back, they hate, and play one of your songs
Why don't you your mask off, look me in the eye?
You afraid I might blast-off and you on your life?

Take a deep one, and son
Retribution around more than once, like a re-run
You're a cheap one to kill, so son
just another one who gets thrown in the quay, son

I got my 9 at my waist, papa
I got my in the escalade, papa
If you feel groggy then jump and get sprayed,
I wanna but you dug your own grave, papa

I got my 9 at my waist, papa
I got my shotgun in the escalade,
If you feel groggy then and get sprayed, papa
I don't wanna but you dug your own grave,

You know smile in your face
You know try to take space
I let you punks you ain't safe
'Cause you know just dead-weight

But at the day they gettin' stalled out for some reason
But not from me, it's punk-hunt season
Charged high-treason, I'm easin' the blow never
[Incomprehensible], you're leasin', ain't gonna roll forever

So about that, is it worth the pain?
When you with pain, bitch you don't hurt your brain
But you're thick-headed, and rick said it
"It was the moment you feared, when my spreaded"

I got my 9 millimeter at my waist,
I got my in the escalade, papa
If you groggy then jump and get sprayed, papa
I don't wanna but you dug own grave, papa

I got my 9millimeter at my waist,
I got my in the escalade, papa
If you feel groggy then and get sprayed, papa
I don't but you dug your own grave, papa

You know they smile in your
You they try to take space
I let you punks you ain't safe
You know they can't wait

You know they smile in face
You know they try to space
I let you punks know you ain't
You they just can't wait