| Spit bars, get larger than life and get robbed
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| It’s all about the Benjamins the ballers tip-off
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| Tip off of the old block
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| Jackers be lurking, keep your doors locked
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| More cops more jail, more prisoners no bail
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| Catch hell if you go tell
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| Family with you? |
| Oh, well
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| No telling what niggers might do to you over dope sales
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| More hell in a hand basket
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| Death to prevail drastic
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| Funeral homes overcrowded the try to sell caskets
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| I pass and fail classes, I rap to tell bastards
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| Not to excel backwards
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| Snapp is a well grafted architect
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| Mellow dramatics gats you with sharper flex
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| Thoughts affect you in ways you can’t imagine, you call it stress
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| It’s all a test, we gotta make it pass these obstacles
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| Survival of the fittest, not all about what you got to prove
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| If I was you, I would at least listen to reason
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| This is the season for niggers to die, at least you still breathing
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| Capitalism widespread
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| Hospitals supply dead bodies for organ donations nigga, you heard what I said
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| Prison making them top dollars
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| Free labor, we not outta slavery yet, niggers still wanna flash and pop collars
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| And you ain’t got to be a top scholar
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| That’s obvious poverty-stricken hoods, ghettos niggers should even probably
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| guess
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| If I was you, I would at least listen to reason
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| This is the season for niggers to die, at least you still breathing
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| Situations make my dome stress
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| My inner good and evil won’t mesh
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| I’m a victim of my spirit, incarcerated in my own flesh
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| I’m high from wisdom, I made a wise incision
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| And ignorance was extracted like cataracts from eyes for vision
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| We fought to make sure each degree was taught
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| And cure diseased hearts and encourage whole nations to see with thought
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| Pitiful conditions once we decipher the riddled in
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| It’s easy to win and devils get cut-off like middle men
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| Your deviation stunning elevation the punishment is outright alleviation
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| Death has no abbreviation, the rush it contains is the incredible of veins
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| And left carcasses drained in unedible skeletal remains
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| Knowledge I’m growin' that
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| When I ejaculate you throw it back
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| In fact it’s like my brain was covered up with a prophylac
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| So minds are barren
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| And wise women and men are staring and glaring
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| Through ignorant people as if they were transparent
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| I murder all conformists
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| You can have a million followers
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| But if ignorance rules their mind states then they’re harmless
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| The storm I form is calmless
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| Mental extremities so equipped that I can bear-hug you armless
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| Even in silence I speak just as loud
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| And expound vocals in crowds that will make their ancestors proud
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| We’re disconnected like a unpaid phone bill
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| Now we abnorm, It’s sad to see people die before they’re born |