| Keep a small circle, just the people who stuck around with you
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| Still cut it down a few
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| I tried to be a fan, but these people you lookin' up to
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| Of course they’ll be lookin' down at you (damn!), couldn’t allow them to
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| Fuck givin' 'em flowers while they here
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| I kill 'em off, then I gladly give 'em they flowers due
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| That’s what power do, this man’s enormous
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| And never been a stranger to shinin' like Danny Torrance, huh
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| Ran’s performance, a fresh thesis
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| This from a nigga that’s been tatted with the ink from the chess pieces
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| Best secret’s never been told since seven years old
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| I been tortured, ain’t no remorse for these benevolent souls (no)
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| I swear I seen the Devil in clothes
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| He said, «Ain't nobody livin' that’s innocent, nigga ball out
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| The bottom’s like the top, I’ll be there when everything falls out
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| Forget ya inhibitions, no virgins live in this whore house» (it's a fact)
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| It’s like Cosby walkin' through Morehouse
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| You sleepin', I’ll be tempted to victimize you, I mystify you
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| Hero to these strong black males who failed in the system, lied to (let's go)
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| Been a rebel, so why would this surprise you?
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| Group home toddler with two chrome monsters
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| I remind 'em of Gorgeous Gangsta in his two tone Boxster (Stack)
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| Full blown mobster, I don’t know niggas who fear cases
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| From a era where you probably got killed in them staircases
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| Our Father, most niggas don’t share graces
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| Prayer hands under ya pic’s what you get in some rare cases
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| Look in the eyes of these tatted up tear faces
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| Even a snake can appear gracious
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| Yeah, every bar full of knowledge
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| I went to prison, told my kids I went off to some college
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| I can offer you solace, everything that glitters ain’t gold
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| Watch ya foes, only the meek can fall for mirages… |