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Tell me if ya' me babe, Or may I see a of how you thinkin' of me, life could get Ugly, tell me what the 'uck ya want me, every Hour every day, I'm just get this money Out the gutter, where you keep ya' runny, I was Raised by the beach but aint a thing sunny In Far Rock America, the land of and honey belly full but they achin' in the tummy, see I Never did a to be the man, and that May not be a that you can understand Used to kick the can, shoot in a hanger, now I'm Stackin up my paper, and savin' it for Free my man, I was rollin' the mayor, at the Top of the buildin' like a 'uckin the mind, do the time, dont forget I'm thinking of a plan, think-thinking of a
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I'm Sick of feeling I'm at the bottom of the totem pole. I Wanna back and say I told em so, spitting dope un- Til the overdose. I rap scientifically Lyrics on a beat is like the on a grill with the Hickory, cheffing and cookin, stayed away the of the thefts and the crooked, I just wanna get the Cheddar so the heffers be lookin, and more wreck than Old abandoned buildings, with no in my dealings Aint nobody from my ever made it to the top Everybody desperate, you say to jump, do the hop And I'm doing hip hop, it's an endangered species You see how some of these wack rappers tried to treat me I'm nine to fivin it, always have the time for this, but I'm reminding that if you try to put your mind to it that You make the design, cause we all got a dream if my nightmares become a Freddy Krueger theme, I'm...
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Rest in peace to And the real who killed it periodically All the time, when they got on the mic, I do All the time, like I shook hands with father We a deal, to keep it real, and I can just map out this deal, so the Best could feel, of a master plan, do it by my Self, all over the land, generating With my own cash, my own line The best of guys, an enterprise Proficient, the tip of my is venomized I kill rappers, you call it genocide I an end to lies, the father of lies Proficient take over mind Their spirits I ran, 'em, slammed 'em On they head, damn 'em, and the canvas
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