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I'll admit, I was a wild seed I was a kid
Slangin' dope, Shroomz and droppin' lots of sin
Psychedelic visions would my view
Feelin' the alter-states as they my fate

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

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

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

Oh, it's true, I got you in an angle like
But go gettin' your fuckin' feelin's hurt
I spit many bars of heat, burn like a furnace
I pour rhymes out coffee 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 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 me and you've grown me
And if I had a big pad, I'd take you all home with me
I don't walk around bodyguards, that's not me
I'm hangin' out with the people of my

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

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

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

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

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

But at the present day they stalled out for some reason
But not from me, because punk-hunt season
Charged with high-treason, I'm easin' the never
[Incomprehensible], that you're leasin', gonna roll forever

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

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,

I got my 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

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

You know they in your face
You know they try to take
I let you punks know you safe
You know they just wait