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I'll admit, I was a wild when I was a kid
Slangin' dope, Shroomz and droppin' lots of sin
visions 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 to store it up
So I began to record it on
The autobiography of Luis

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

you lack style, and you need all the help brother
'Cause fragile, and it should say it on your cover
This side up, for the
Who intelligence, integrity, intensity

Oh, it's true, I got you in an like Kurt
But go gettin' your fuckin' feelin's hurt
I spit many of heat, that burn like a furnace
I rhymes out like coffee spillin' out your dermis

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 but you dug your own grave, papa

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

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

Used to have a lot of enemies with bad
Spreadin' like disease, creatin' lots of tension
People turn around when you become a it seems
But others hate you all 'cause you've fulfilled all dreams

They smile in your face and act nothin's wrong
When you turn back, they hate, and play one of your songs
Why you take your mask off, look me in the eye?
You afraid I blast-off and call you on your life?

a deep one, and peep son
Retribution comes around more than once, like a
a cheap one to kill, so steep son
You're just one who gets thrown in the quay, son

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

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

You know they smile in your
You know they try to take
I let you punks know you safe
you know you're just dead-weight

But at the present day they stalled out for some reason
But not from me, it's punk-hunt season
Charged with high-treason, I'm easin' the blow
[Incomprehensible], you're leasin', ain't gonna roll forever

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

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

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

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

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