| I was born with the devil whispering in my ear
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| I’m done trying to fight it
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| It’s almost as if the darkness has showed me the light
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| You are a god
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| One two, yeah, pack pistol Pazienza
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| Yo Stoupe, what up hermano
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| Jedi Mind all day
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| Listen, check me out, yeah
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| It’s proof positive he never thought before the loss
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| This stupid motherfucker put the cart before the horse
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| I navigate hurdles like a jockey on a horse
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| This stick shift way too sloppy on the Porsche
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| Palm sized highs are the double a two shooter
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| Pernell Whitaker when he movin' with Lou Duva
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| The gold dots don’t go in you, they move through you
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| I beat a motherfucker like Bruiser abuse Luger
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| Sometimes we take it in blood it gotta be rid
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| Oh, this pussy want war, man he gotta be shit
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| I’m an animal that mean that I’m a monkey on the beat
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| I don’t like you doggy I don’t like the company you keep
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| He ain’t take the L well he about to concede
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| He like Stottlemeyer pa, far out of his league
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| Listen, Henry the 8th I’m taking his head
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| I’m like Yeshua with Lazarus, I’m waking the dead
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| Have his body folded over like he making the bed
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| Him no god fearer he gonna worship Satan instead
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| See my chopper lonely and she need a oppa to kiss
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| I need bodies and your name is at the top of the list, stupid
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| Dope, crack, guns I ain’t hungry till we all get some
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| Ain’t nothing funny when the chopper gets drawn
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| So we rise up, yeah we rise up, so we rise up
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| OD, pills, I ain’t hungry till your whole crew killed
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| Motherfucker, how these dumb dumb feels when we rise up
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| Yeah we rise up, so we rise up
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| Oh, you nicer than me money? |
| That’s a bald faced lie
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| How you worship Scarface knowing Scarface died?
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| You know the semi auto spittin when the car race by
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| The Bugatti Veyron is Beyonce fly
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| This is crack in a pipe and I cooked it in the pyrex
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| O.G. |
| taught a young boy to make a dime stretch
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| Junkies everywhere sniffing goma like it’s Sinex
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| Anybody who doesn’t know the time should check their timex
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| I met Sean Price and rocked steady where the god rests (RIP Sean Price)
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| Blood Runs Cold was recorded in the projects
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| The first record was too difficult to digest
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| Heavy on delirium and paranoia complex
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| Old motherfuckers still live in the past
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| And these young boys trash so I’m whipping their ass
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| Listen, my shooters push weight like a barbell
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| Never stepped on and it’s cheaper than a yard sale
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| Dope, crack, guns I ain’t hungry till we all get some
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| Ain’t nothing funny when the chopper gets drawn
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| So we rise up, yeah we rise up, so we rise up
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| OD, pills, I ain’t hungry till your whole crew killed
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| Motherfucker, how these dumb dumb feels when we rise up
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| Yeah we rise up, so we rise up
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| Yeah
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| Jedi Mind, steadily shine
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| Pack pistol Pazienza |