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Nothing can stop and nothing can it
And you better just make new arrangements
If you you the top and king of the castle
You about to be thrown off the throne and ripped a new

All I hear is I'm the best at and I'm best at that
But I don't hear my name, no name up in rap
And I don't trip or damn get caught up in that
But they say one of the best

I'm nowhere thought up as that, not the same league
As Jay-Z, Nas, Pac, or maybe
The me somewhere down at the bottom, right after AZ
Or say he ripped that verse, or that Jay-Z

Yo his verses were crazy, on "Renegade" beat
But I ain't bought no whole CD of Shady
And all I hear is pop tunes come on the
And they play 'em 20 in a row daily

And they very maybe the same reason they don't say me
When they speak on hip-hop legends which is me
I thought the formula was to hit mainstream
And it big b-b-big b-b-baby

So the eighties made me crazy
I've been tryin' to get my weight up since the ace Slim
Gave me the key, paved the way
So lately, my stakes better each day

my relay race
When I was chasin' the afee at
Eight years later his voice in
No choice I cream, so

Stat Quo, back

This is I eat, sleep and breath and feed my kids
Would it fulfill all my family needs
I treat the mic the block, fuck with my rocks, and squeeze
Critics expecting me to

I just with the hate I receive
By rolling my sleeves sure was a breeze
I bring him right to his
And tell him "Suck my dick" I a bow and leave
With a full of unmarked cheese

I find it hard to believe who to pull or
To be G's and claim they shit nigga I run me
As a kid, teacher I had a mouth on me
The same mouth got me the deal Dre and E

in the hood be askin', where I be
Dogg, I'm out in Hawaii, don't like it? my pee
song for the "Detox" LP
Feet don't he

Niggas got me bent Cranberry and Belvee
die wealthy
Boss in the game, what the fuck they gon' me?
A auntre, Aftermath, Shady

Bobby Creek, back

market y'all block, they sent me to corner that
Rap game's an old flame, my nigga I want 'em
Like mic check, pimp for what worth I got the right net
Sittin' excited by some shit that ain't right yet

No regret, live by a code you know 'bout
Y'all niggas be certified till I show I
Go out on a with 'em 'cause I'm wid him
Put a barrel to the apparel of you and of them

Stand a chance, at the dance, a Bow tie
Records re-introduce you niggas to Mow-ti
So high, of the light that they given me
And the haters like a shofurr it's driven me

To a with a vendetta I am the apitomee
I give a fuck about ya nigga I'm just livin' me
We the reason for the season so I'm breezin' through the

I can I'm here to do something you never do
From hand to hand coke sales, from my
I ain't been to a function, I ain't snuck a weapon through
'Cause my background reveals a one eight too

To the block, I'm the to the cops, I'm the proof of this
And niggas still out there, you just shoot
I carry over my ethics, to the booth
And the crime fam, Al Capone in his youth

The between me and you, I already done it
And lived the street life, niggas run away if
You my life, in a midwest blunted
Pitchforks held high, four by the stomach

You can find me right now, on the C.A.
I'm on the of the building, shooting at police
of the homies feel opposition can't kill me
I'm a walking obituary, death in me

I life through the pen, by the way I'ma see
Or have you raped in the pen American meat
I'm connected gettin' weight MS 13
With S.K's, A.R's and fourteens

I'm Cashis, the last of the real, a strap
On Pro-sac, D's and E-Pills, a rap
Get the on tip, two for tens of crack
I'm in a lifetime contract, back, nigga

Ha! I you we was back
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