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P + (Gerald Levert):]
(From the heart)
This is crazy Storch
(From the soul)
Thank you my (yeah, yeahhh)
I it (ooooooh, from the heart)
Y'know I'm so much in the (well well well)
I don't get a look all the time (it's f'real)
So you (it's f'real, it's f'real, yeah)

"In God We Trust," it it on the dollar bill
So should I say
Matter fact, what's a dollar to ya? Is it a paper painted
or the root of all evil like your father you?
They wanna bill me quick, niggaz wanna me quick
Gotta a buck for somethin nice at the dealership
Can't work for wage nigga, to tell the truth
That's why I in a cage nigga
to be dependin on haze nigga, shit and I ain't pretendin
When a crook get a book a happy endin
Dawg I'm in the bad mood most the
Nine milli' have you close to
But senseless, when I can let loose
and just spit a sentence of some absurd
Like four cars off of one bird flipped
I know crime ain't rhyme but I this

Gerald Levert + ad libs]
This is the real shit, givin niggaz fits
And if you can't it
Then you ain't been I been
And you ain't been I been
is for real shit, givin niggaz real fits
And if you can't it
Then you been where I been
And you been where I been, this is for real

P:]
Die fo' you believe in
Get high for reasons, no confession, no {?}
Just me in a dark room and the fumes that I in
Spirit leave the physical, leave off the
Then I breeze on the cause I'm cursed with bein lyrical
Dawg I decapitate niggaz, I was yellow
But I'm than the happy-face sticker
All I a beat and the mic gloved up
Your career's goin good 'til you're bumpin me
And I hit you with shit that make your life fucked up
thing to stop me from killin you sloppy
if God or Christ jump up... what?

[Chorus: w/ ad

P]
Shit's close to the end and I ain't a
Think I got a little thinner, only I mean is that
everybody dinner - the house of pain
Tell everybody in there, I'ma it to 'em right
Money burn, guns fire, led to a life
Change your address, feds follow when they glue the
is all love, same time it's real too
Move OT or go and kill 'em 'fore kill you

w/ ad libs]

[Styles P: over
This is the Ghost nigga, Double R and
Storch, whattup

[Gerald
No no no no no NOOOOOO~! No no NO!
You ain't where I been, no no!
No no no no no no no no no nooooooo...

P:]
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