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said I wasn't rough, too much dough, he got an old flow Every time you open your mouth, you your elbow I'll a felony on top of a melody Brought a family and dough, woulda so happily
I'll beat the Laker off of a clown and chop him down to Sick of all wanna-be bad guys loot, many G's, bought a crib where I live Told my kids, "Yo damn", I'm a fugitive
Runnin' from the streets and our beats, the sad A sunny beach, video within reach Farmers Boulevard, and forty is gone And E ain't put on
I came back to smack and give 'em a welt Like belts them strip and all of that Punks run for they guns I'm not the one and nobody rule until L's done
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I worked the on the mix, what's wrong With these stupid playin' Joint for a drag-bit? I'm harder than, find in a jar, people wasn't These records, all of would get robbed
I'm comin' straight out the with your name on my arm Blowin' the hoody of your like a home-made bomb I'm big and so you figured I relax ever sleep, I'll wake ya up with an ax
The Boulevard ain't for my beats, drop the herb times harder without a curse Makin' rats flee, hardcore and me The soloist in hip-hop history
L L C to the O, to the O L J So wanna know? Throw ya in the MVP on your G A in your mouth, now ask me
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My territory's hard, I'm rollin' one railguard The microphone is my card Blowin' your boots off, reload, too soft Usin' a butcher's knife to make whole root call
I heard said, "His skills wasn't good" I'm lettin' eighty tigers in his neighborhood I pop the on my bike, lickin' shots And laughin' you sneak a weak paragraph in
You blowin' mind, blunted and coked all the time Ain't nuttin' changed, you wrote another rhyme leave your bullet-riddled body on the curb Lookin' slerve with a T-shirt, disturb the herbs
You're the next tonight on down to my shake clown, the slice is right Rip your jaw out the socket, rockin' for years Tell the troop, you're still look E and drop it
As I deaftify your eye, competition tries to my size Buryin' the acts and your back be rhymes and tracks While you're like a sleaze-stack, believe that
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