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conception, like a black Madonna in mangers My consist of millionaires, failures, and gangbangers Say my name Candyman Then I'm creepin out the cut with a gallon in I forty-nine states, bounce rock skate Similar to weight out of state lacerate spinal columns, "I bury all cockroaches" Stare in his face, Stomp-in on bustas like Kirk Intrigued by the speed of a 911 "But of course" Still screaming Behold a Pale Watch my flame turn like a Promethean torch Pay no child support me and my divorce Some of y'all cats in the look confused Where's your collar and your crocadile shoes? Gotta pay dues, street crews -- you know off the hook when oh-three-one is gangbangin in
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I puff the & Mild, crusin on a Harley -- flickin ashes Givin crazy baldheads the finger like Bob Suaver than synthetic players, my word See since the days of Turkish gold chains and cross cords Uncle Sam wanna me on some "All you people do is get on welfare and crack babies" maybe, but a lot of po-po is racists they keep a brother fightin cases, "ju know" I'm of gettin the short end of the stick -- so I sharpen it... and stuck Ron If ain't nothing wrong, something just ain't I'd rather have two dykes than five mics See I'm fat, my is mo' John Blaze than that I got Blaze shit, and then I was un-recognized, and then fuck that Who is you to be me questions? Bustin caps in nine-eight, niggaz intestines
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Now if I ever fall off, then take a trick But I'ma Dennis Rodman and kick you in the... damn! Hip-hop smoothed out on the R&B tip, a pop feel appeal to it I'm so for to it I cream it, wet it Support it like a Wonder Bra, I bust like cleavage Eff a spot up, I rock three-quarter top Nikes on the handlebars of the beach crusin bikes Fifty-thousand dollar warrants, just-us/justice, no No bail, no release, Inglewood court South to La Brea then to the Pen, handcuffed I shoulda jumped off the roof Mack 10 Create the funny styles with the chokers round the Flossin at the chest hairs in a vest Ras Kass the Nova Don Juan, the You know I'm the bomb, I raise hell like
"Understandable shit that murderers move with" --> Nas To all my live ones, not my shook "Understandable smooth shit that move with" --> Nas To all the riders, not the hook "Understandable smooth shit that move with" --> Nas Music to by, music to die by "Understandable smooth shit murderers move with" --> Nas Uhh, to Driveby...
...To all my live ones, not my ones "Understandable smooth shit that move with" --> Nas To all the riders, not the ones "Understandable smooth shit murderers move with" --> Nas to live by, music to die by "Understandable smooth shit murderers move with" --> Nas Uhh, to Driveby