| Why lie? |
| I’ll probably die where the dope is
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| Face down in a pile of roses, right next to where the coke is
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| Obituaries won’t be in English and make no sense
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| Or died in the Poconos from overdosing on blowfish
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| You fuckin' wit a nigga that’s dead already
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| Told the bitch when I’m gone to fuck my team once my head is buried
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| Dig me up once a year to give me head in the cemetery
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| Leave her wielded, disclosed, it’s-it's a brick in the Ben and Jerrys
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| Fuck it, you bitch niggas some deadbeats
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| Spittin', hittin', you hard to base, make niggas legs break
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| Praying we move the weight in the day like Jenny Craig say
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| And you make enough to not give a fuck about what the feds take
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| Why lie? |
| I’ll probably die where the dope is
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| Or in between sofa cushions smushed between where remotes live
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| Divide a four-fifth, 'cause my nigga told me to dope hit
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| Or die for fucking a nigga sister like Manolo did
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| You can’t hold my dick 'cause it’s too heavy
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| .45's turn into .50 cals, this a new dessy
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| Love a bitch with a pussy, butter-soft like a new Peli
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| With AR’s that go from semi to fully with dual settings, uh
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| True feelings grow within my melanin
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| Pussy so good that I swore I would never swear again
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| Pussy so good that I told her I couldn’t bear to sin
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| Until I got bored with shawty, and felt the need to tell a friend
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| Why lie? |
| I’ll probably die where the dope is
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| Or die because I’m a lion, tryna get from the poachers
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| Die from using a fork to get Pop-Tarts up out the toaster
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| Die 'cause somebody lied and told me that Coke was just soda
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| Die from too many lines, 'cause I swore that my dope was doper
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| Die like wylin' coyote, got hit with too many boulders
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| Die 'cause he came from the right, and looked over the wrong shoulder
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| Or die when fire ignites 'cause I didn’t put out the smolder
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| How I’ma end it? |
| (Whoa, the song of your life)
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| Both, I could die by suicide and leave such a nice note
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| Italicize why, pantomime rhythms and tight flows
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| Just for kicks, I’d write right after fiddin' goodnight, folks |