| I’m laying in the fielding, itching from the grass
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| From a thousand feet away shooting fleas off a bulls ass
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| Where I’m from, triggers pull fast
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| A mask naked, it don’t stop me busting in a warm ass
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| I’ma take what you give me, man
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| And be the first motherfucker in the hood that wore
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| Come and see the dismantled ones
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| From the city where the kids teach their parents how to handle guns
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| We ain’t even gon' discuss that
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| It’s scarier than a motherfucker in my house, the roaches bust back
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| Trust that, I ain’t playing man
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| I’m about to blast a courthouse, are you coming or you staying, man?
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| They out here tryna break my thought cycle
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| Your life will end ‘cause I’m a disciple of death with an assault rifle
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| K-Rino busting up your show
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| With a three pack of lifestyles |