I think the lord is me Whatzup y'all, hello world, c-murder I'm bout to put you in the mind of a Fucked up in the head (this nigga sick) You know I'm sayin? One of the you see in the News everyday, for doin' all types of shit
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Sometimes, I think the lord is me But I'm a tru I can't let of these niggaz And bitches get the of me (repeat 4x)
Muthafuckas just understand the shit that I be goin' through I kill myself, but I know, I gots to stay tru Be gettin' my hustle on, and stack my fuckin' dividends 'cause if I ain't got no and I'm broke, fuck friends I feel like, I'm 'cause my own baby, won't hug me My momma, won't let me in the 'cause she talkin' bout She of me The only reason I drugs is survive The only reason I kill, is to alive I'm watchin' my back 'cause playa haters act like hoes But they don't wanna fuck with me 'cause I turn bustas into john I'm not a role model so your kids up out my face Talkin' bout, I'm sellin' drugs ain't doin' But killin', my own Police can't catch me, betta kill me, ain't gon' let 'em me They don't, understand I draw my faster than jesse I've been to have a temper, and I click quick, like this I was crazy, but now I'm strapped and I'm sick 187 killin' a hobby god, this be the charge, six counts armed robbery Back in the free same shit, (ain't gon' change) v, say he got weed, but fuck, I need clothes man Damn, shoud I get that ski g? Should I rob him, try to get a Damn, the man's me
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I keep visualizin' jail cells, and caskets Put a credit to the grave he Fill my coffin laughin', tobaco I'm just a livin' day to day, tryna survive Try to stay high to realize why my out there die Now why you keep on me, sendin' these cops to arrest me Put me in bad situations, but I won't let life, get the of me I was born in a fucked situation, but I'm not a killa But I've seen some shit in my time, that a grown nigga Wonder if, it's a test, see how much I hold up on my shoulder 'cross my stomach, on my back, a fuckin' soldier It just don't seem right, it just seem right The shit a go through, makin' me wanna scream like mike It stresses me, it's only after I to know, if it's a in if I kill a nigga, over self-defense Most of my don't like me And a lot of 'em stand me But I wonder if it's a sin if I kill and rob to feed my family It's suvival of the fittest, you be my I don't give a fuck about the 'cause I can't take of that shit with me If it's a test, then let me But if it's my time to go then let me go.
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p]
My record gold, my family started money trippin I could look into the eyes of a nigga that wants to me slippin' Somebody "don't go out like tupac!" That be the nigga tryin' to fill me up, with buckshots The game get that's why I'm blastin' Its plenty niggas out there see the p, in a casket why they spread rumors, lies, I died Niggas don't wanna see nigga get a piece, fo the fuckin' pie My friends trippin' 'cause I got Niggas don't wanna see a black rolin', in a fuckin' benz My old say I'm stuck up I got to with one eye open, this whole world is fucked up Got me dono Ask bo but he don't know what p know about the You ain't got no dollars, you got no If I go to jail how many y'all gon' visit me in the pen But if I die it be a million niggas at my wanna see me knocked out like tyson, did bruno If I wear red or a blue, then I'm a gang If I make rhymes, huh, then I'm a dope slanga nigga I used to know that didn't make it Think I owe 'em nigga I know in the ghetto, huh Ask me to front 'em My own company, niggas, want me to them up They don't think I work for this shit And how hard it to come up They too busy, throwin' (tests) Got me strapped with pistols wearin' proof vesses (vests) Every hoe I fuck, the rubber pop The media spread I smoke too much weed, I they wanna see me smokin' rocks. Heh, I think the is testin' me Either this a bad or my fuckin' mind messin' with me