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And now, the from the Darkside
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 gots to hear the so I can eat, aight?
If I can't live, you can't live, ain't sweet
Bitch ass niggas think it's all Versace
A week later them talkin' about, Yo, X got me

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

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

And mo' time under the belt, you felt what I had
And I have even done it, that's what 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 it, I gots to steal it

And how real it gets when this shit hits the fan
You still to get the man, first catch up with the man
Then we gon' see made of
If your ain't pumpin' Kool-Aid, what you afraid of?

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

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

Niggas try their luck with you 'cuz they ass
And money, if you pussy, I'm gonna be able to tell
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, what you think we fightin'?
You must of saw som'thin' funny or saw som'thin' bloody
Or you don't know, I'll it to your door 'cuz I'm cruddy

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

I filled niggas up with the extended clip
It's like I blew this joint down with the rip
Or that when the bomb drops
I'ma it from where you at and then end up on ya moms' block

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

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

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