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

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 Mario

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

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

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

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

I got my 9 millimeter at my waist,
I got my shotgun in the escalade,
If you feel groggy 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 pad, I'd take you all home with me
I don't walk around with bodyguards, not me
I'm hangin' out the people of my posse

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

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

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

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 but you dug your own grave, papa

I got my 9 millimeter at my waist,
I got my shotgun in the escalade,
If you feel then 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 take
I let you punks you ain't safe
'Cause you know 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 the blow never
[Incomprehensible], you're leasin', ain't gonna roll forever

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

I got my 9 millimeter at my waist,
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

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

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

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