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Yeah, Short in the house
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Survivin' the man
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It ain't 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 I'm sayin'?
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But I'm a killa always was and always will be
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If you ain't in the right state of mind don't with me
they ain't never ended slavery
You fuckin' with my freedom, let's keep it fool
Don't underestimate that who'll kill you

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

Killas on the and jacking is how
They get paid, pull out a gat and your ass down
Nigga no fear, but you scared as hell
And partner 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 better pray if they catch homeboy first
'Cause if they put him pressure, he's bound to burst

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

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

They county jails and penitentiaries
They gettin' ready for the 21st
Computers taking over, money's
Now they all the houses in the ghetto streets

They way we now, we can't last long
'Cause everyday niggaz they blast on
Funerals and dates, plea bargain for your life
You'll be out in twelve years, a month see your wife

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

Got the game fucked up and you'll be rich
It's all about respect and they you like a bitch

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I was born with the of a black man
To survive in the streets and keep
I'm thirty years old and far from
I don't care what you think, I 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 that the town is home

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

You never get me to change my style
I spent 20 million dollars on a new house
I got to pay, no time to be fake
Eating top rump fuck with steak

Don't be jealous of me it's well known
I slip in a minute after hella songs
one fake album and I'm through
I be a broke ass like you

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

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Now growing old in the streets ain't no task
Losing homeboys every the season pass
Gettin' phone calls, soldier dead
Sittin' in the car got four in the

Rush to his house the shit is real
to find out why a nigga got killed
I'm about to hurt somebody, give a who
'Cause you already know what you to do

Kill black man that's what you figure
Just what we need, dead nigga
Got your guns you don't want
You stupid where they come from

From the white man, get 'em like fast
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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