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And now, the from the Darkside
I got to remind y'all niggas the flow is all about
It's this, anywhere from forty-eight and up
Straight, you feel me? Fifty

Aiyyo, I to hear the beat so I can eat, aight?
If I can't live, you can't live, nothin' sweet
Bitch ass niggas think it's all about
A week later them niggas about, Yo, X got me

I thought he was my man but he act like he know me
I knew he had the joint but I didn't wanna him show me
That nigga be buggin', stickin' cats up and
his dirt and disappearin' like the Phantom

Niggas stand him but ask me if I care
'Cuz what I used to a fuck about just ain't there
And ain't nothin' fair, I knew this for a time
That's why with wrong crime comes anotha strong rhyme

And that's mo' under the belt, you felt what I had
And I shouldn't have even done it, that's made this shit sad
I'm doin' bad but if I gots to feel it, you to feel it
And if a nigga can't afford it, I to steal it

And that's how real it gets when shit hits the fan
You still tryin' to get the man, first up with the man
we gon' see what'chu made of
If your shit pumpin' Kool-Aid, what you afraid of?

The monster under the bed, fill ya with four slugs to the
Or ya mother missin' for a month, found dead
comin' from places you stuck ya dick in
Maggots got the bitch and the smells sick'nin'

don't hide the smell for too long, I do wrong
And so I don't nightmares I forget about it, move on
Keep my groove on 'cuz that shit could fuck with'chu
Keep dwellin' on it and gonna get stuck with you

Niggas try their luck you 'cuz they smell ass
And money, if you pussy, I'm gonna be to tell fast
cop I'm about to smack across the face in this robbery
I'm on a robbin' spree and no stoppin' me

On this real, that's why a nigga writin'
'Cuz kid this shit is real, you think we play fightin'?
You must of saw funny or never saw som'thin' bloody
Or you don't know, I'll bring it to your 'cuz I'm cruddy

Like puddy, when I hold you niggas, I mold you
I done told you niggas that I been you niggas
For shit you did that you wasn't built for
Shit, I guess you know you do get killed for

I done niggas up with the extended clip
It's I blew this joint down with the extended rip
Or non-stop when the bomb drops
I'ma take it from where you at and then end up on ya block

From here to Comstock, niggas gettin' bust
Cell cagers last night from lock out died
Ain't no where to hide, ain't no to run
What more can they do to a man ain't been done?

A is a terrible thing to waste
if it's all over the place, your mind all over his face
How do brains taste when they with gun powder?
Semi to automatic makes the gun louder

I got som'thin' to fix pain when I game
I'ma float off more tracks than they sixth train
You to get flamed, from ash to ashes to dirt
You go with the dough that your life was worth, motherfucker