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At the end the time come
Get the drop on the weed
Like there's too much in the tea pot, huh
Lord have on the poor, nigga
Pour,
They your the event of war
Down for the son of doors of the door
the Lord like to thank award winners?
And the war winners'll inner
All the all-enders the pure kinders
So the in this can be raw
In this like the business
King to 'til the, 'til the pawn hit us
If he goes, a million sold sold the soul, going gold
In the end will it go to the business?
You doing nothing with it
Let a get it for the low-low-low-low
Lames tried to their brains
storm it like a dodo-dodo-dodo-dodo-do
In the Philippines chicken wings
Smothered with
Vatos, fiascos, votos locos like a
go, go, go, go
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skin brother in a fed box
At the hail Li' nigga live for
Except these young, males
Wouldn't drive if you give them
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I don't give a, give a, give a,
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Lord, please these diablo niggas off a nigga spine
Lord, please keep me Fiasco outta rest of these lie
These nigga lie, these nigga lie, nigga lie, these nigga lie
Lord, please me for the sinners sinning
Please me for the snitching to the Lord
and forbidding to the ribbon
Niggas wanting to get in, up the doors
Son feel 'em, open up the ceiling
start tripping, open up the floor
Trap like Indiana Jones for a map
That I sketched on the on one of my raps under my hat
Coffin is the cousin to the bed under my back
Dream so niggas die taking one of my naps
Mattress full of money, under that sheets full of raps
Comfort for the weak, sleep for the
Party while you slumber, 'em money coming, jump in my sack
Niggas wanna exercise, exercise I-X-I and go jump in my
If I an arm I'mma lift a car, nigga, that's a gun in my lap
to the tire, cherry it's a fire
I'm a flyer, take you my flap
Is he going nuts? Is he bolts?
No, going both my track

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And since niggas is faster them white folks on the tracks
White folks, tight rope,
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I higher, higher wire, you a wire on a power pad over that
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mine mind bender
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