| I shoulda been x’d, now im going 4 self
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| I ain’t worried bout nobody else…
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| I shoulda been x’d from tha system
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| X’d from tha hood, and u wonda y im up 2 no good
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| I’m back from tha hood, fuck it man I’m packin deez goodz
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| Got sumthin that’ll split n yo wood
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| Got sumthin that’ll blow up yo block, knock off yo knock
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| U thankin dat in playin when I’m saying dat docz bulletz in hot
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| Deez misslez iz large, look man, I’ll sleep in yo yard
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| I’m an x-con. | 
| i’m a beg bond.
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| I’m tha presidents pawn, in the chess game
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| And if u look a lil close man it’s all the same
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| Man, itz u 2… Jus us few
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| And if u wanna live longer then u doo what deez pigs say do
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| When itz ova then im shooting dem 2 mothafucca
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| Lord I’m loozin my mind. | 
| Loozin my soul
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| And I’m thankin thatz y deez bulletz so cold
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| Uhh but I’ll buss on a bitch
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| Lord, I’m going 2 tha devil 4 a fix
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| Fuck dat, look here imma stay strong… til u com home til u come bacc
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| Mississippi til I die, in a Cadillac
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| Dr. I need weed 4 my cadarac
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| He-man, hot damn wherez battle cat? | 
| I don’t battle rap
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| I don’t sell crack. | 
| I don’t gang bang
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| But I will drop dis mic and let my nutz hang
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| Mississippi til I die, hol’up mane
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| (db)
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| We want fight in yo hot damn war
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| We don’t wanna live here no more
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| Verse 3. (Kamikaze)
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| I’m tha anthrax spittin, Mr. Tampax snif’n
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| Pull a graveyard symptom, up 2 sam’z crack kitchen
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| Send jr. | 
| off 2 war, but he came bacc bitchin
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| Wit hiz trigga finger itchin cause his daddy neva listen’d
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| I’m on dis recon mission cause I’m x’d up outt tha system
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| And I’m hyper cause dem sniperz
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| Yes I’m black wit a lac, but my nimz dent glissen and tha
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| Fedz dat come 2 cee me, Sondra lee is still mission |