| Hoes ass kiss cause I’m like Jason, vision
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| Releasin’me a basket case from prison — Pissed
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| Blood feenin', the villain like 'Wassup ya’ll'
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| Deep down schemin’how to kill 'em
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| Misleadin’a bit, although proceedin’a hit
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| I made 'em feel I’d never jeopardise my freedom for shit
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| Played the empty headed part,
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| Though the moment they dreaded start, neat
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| Back of the head and took the credit card
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| Seen properly decease,
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| Made it look like an everyday robbery to police
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| And I’s out
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| Police believed a thief pop for sureity, a jerky
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| Alert the rest to beef up security
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| And not to get flashy, although another blast occurred
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| Another brother deservin’to get massacred
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| Pleasure in poppin’that flea
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| Should a heard mister tough guy coppin’mad pleas
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| Not insane, nor am I biased
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| Though feels good to watch a motherfucker die before
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| my fly ass
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| Ain’t nuttin’to blast, fuck it Then I put some crack vials in the ass pocket and was off
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| Police said a thug awaited, since I didn’t leave no evidence
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| A drug related incident
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| I still clock the mil’figures, cock back triggers
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| Reason why your girlfriends dig us — cause I kill niggaz
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| You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy
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| You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy
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| Well I had it up to here, that’s why a brother buckin’trife
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| And gettin’way with murder, this the motherfucking life
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| At a jam, nine figure on shelf
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| While your army a nigger snickering among self — thiefs
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| Who wanna clock the bread off the next
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| That’s why Im gonna blow their fucking head off
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| Maybe the victor get stuck up Giving these clowns opportunity to fuck up They knowin’that the kid crew showers, eye cowers
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| And leaves for 'bout a good two hours
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| While they’re like 'we coulda caught Rick what, for allsort'
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| That’s what the assholes thought
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| Tough guy mumblin', I thunderin'
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| Why I had a motherfucking A-K ya wondering
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| And raise it higher, start giving them the fire
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| As they scream like high pitch women like Mariah
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| Blood on the wall like, other brothers ball like they hit
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| Seein’shots split a motherfuckers head like lettuce
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| Run a nigger best bet is for another duck in gage
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| I’m in a motherfucking rage
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| Mask 'bout face, Now figure dash
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| Smash 'bout 10 ta 15 nigger ass out
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| More enemy dug, deceased, caught
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| Had not, gave one fuck what police thought (what?)
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| But first I best provide all brainiacs
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| With evidence of a suicidal maniac
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| While I clock the mil’figures, cock back triggers
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| Reason why your girlfriends dig us — 'cause I kills niggaz |