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Yeah, Short in the house
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Survivin' the man
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It easy when you out here for uh
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Ten years hanging the cut throats
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Back stabbers, playa, haters y'know what I'm
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But I'm a bitch killa was and always will be
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If you ain't in the right state of mind don't with me
'Cause ain't never ended slavery
You fuckin' my freedom, let's keep it real fool
Don't underestimate that who'll kill you

everything changed and everybody got a strap
Don't wanna be attacked, better it on your lap
I'm smobbing in my drop, I'm feelin' Priest
Super fly top speeding down the streets

Killas on the and jacking is how
They get paid, pull out a gat and break ass down
Nigga show no fear, but you scared as
And your riding which he's prepared to tell

But you don't know it yet, you hella fun
And when the hit the fan and you on the run
You pray if they catch your homeboy first
'Cause if put him under pressure, he's bound to burst

Into a long conversation everything you did
No more tusslin', to do a bid
In that brand new jail they built for you
Where the smallest things you get killed over

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Ain't no bailin' out, got you mad as
Instead of sending you to school, they pay to keep you in
That cost way more, when you do
you creep through the hood and kill your own kind

They building county jails and
They gettin' ready for the 21st
taking over, money's obsolete
Now they buying all the houses in the streets

They way we live now, we can't long
'Cause everyday gettin' they blast on
Funerals and court dates, plea for your life
You'll be out in years, once a month see your wife

Now how that
You killed the black man, now they got you locked
They let you learn a trade, working years for
All shit you building, was making white man plenty

Got the game fucked up and you'll never be
all about respect and they treat you like a bitch

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I was born with the skills of a man
To survive in the streets and stackin'
I'm thirty years old and far done
I don't what you think, I ain't forgot where I'm from

East Oakland, where I learned
Everything I and when I got my turn
I never came fake on a
I always let 'em know the town is home

I wasn't in Oakland, I was born a mack
Stay true to the game, always the facts
you can't stop my mack attack
I know you this shit, when I rap like that

You never would get me to my style
I spent 20 dollars on a brand new house
I got bills to pay, no to be fake
Eating top don't fuck with steak

Don't be of me 'cause it's well known
I could slip in a minute after songs
Make one fake album and I'm
I be a ass nigga like you

So I try to stay focused and do my job
that shit up loud and watch a bitch head bob
I'm the Too S H O R T
I take a square ass and turn her into a freak

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Now growing old in the streets no easy task
Losing homeboys time the season pass
Gettin' phone calls, another dead
in the car got four in the head

Rush to his mama house the is real
Trying to find out why a got killed
I'm about to somebody, give a fuck who
'Cause you already what you need to do

Kill another man that's what you figure
what we need, another dead nigga
Got your you don't want none
You stupid where they come from

From the white man, get 'em like food
With an attitude to make a blast you
You little violent motherfucker, play with me
'Cause ain't never ended slavery fuckin' with my freedom

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