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And now, the tale from the
I got to remind niggas what the flow is all about
It's about this, 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 live, ain't nothin' sweet
Bitch ass think it's all about Versace
A week later them niggas about, Yo, X got me

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

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

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

And that's how real it when this 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 ain't Kool-Aid, what you afraid of?

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

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

Niggas try their luck you 'cuz they smell ass
And money, if you pussy, I'm gonna be able to fast
Some cop I'm about to smack across the face in this
I'm on a spree and ain't no stoppin' me

On this real, that's why a nigga writin'
kid this shit is real, what you think we play fightin'?
You must of saw som'thin' funny or never saw 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 owed you
For that shit you did you wasn't built for
Shit, I you didn't know you do get killed for

I filled niggas up with the extended clip
It's like I 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, gettin' bust wild
Cell cagers last night lock out just died
Ain't no where to hide, ain't no to run
more can they do to a man that ain't been done?

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

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