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Uh-huh,
I that man, that bad-da-ba-ba, that's hot
I that, yeah who are you? Santana
is crazy man
Y'all niggaz don't cry? We do
Yeah, man I gotta get my thoughts together, I be a lot
up a blunt, think of a rhyme sometimes too
But it's yo... zone out

Santana]
The is now, my grind is here shit
My body is focused, my mind's in gear, let's it
I'm at an unstoppable pace, I managed to reach the top of the race
it started damn, cold-hearted man
Rip apart man, for that green dollar
Plain reppin' my target, stay and
Shoot and move from where ever my land
Damn, shit, I see when I sleep
really, I got to wake up, just to know I was sleep
Holding the heat, cold sweat all my sheet
That's why I paint the vividest pictures
My my bitches in the same position I live in
No oil and hot water, just boiling hot
Cooking coke, to the oil and hot water,
But Who Am I

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Santana]
I lived the life of a loner, with a righteous
But still sold right on the corner
My life consist of, a big puzzle that's up
Big bucks, big drugs, if I get caught, it's big cuffs
Big bailor gets up, I get out, shit what, this sucks
I need to find another to follow
One new and strong, not old and hollow
As I hold this and smoke this reefeer
to some old Aaliyah, I say, damn...
And a tear comes down
seen a man cry, well you witness it now
Shit, this isn't game from the heart, this pain the heart
is for you Dame, it came from the heart, so

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[Juelz
Momma, I just you to know
I'm in love with you so, if you wasn't here I'd be in love with you
My angel, I'd die faithful
Just knowing tried to violate you
slide 8ths through the side of their facial
Squeeze and rip apart a side of their
I'd a slug, eat a bullet, swallow a gun
Shit, you know I'm your son
Damn, this type of love, could come from a son
Hold up mommy, I'm I'm drunk...listen

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Santana]
Yeah, but it's more then the and weed
Yeah more then the liquor in me
Shit, I get it together
I was falling off, with drunk words and sober
So, I'm speaking the truth
And what I'm still speaking is truth, this is your sons speaking to you

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