| I wake up to another day of life and wish I didnt
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| Cuz my records predicted a future of Bill Clinton
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| But I continue to do my thang to make a livin
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| Fuck the police and Judge Brennan cuz I aint givin in
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| I’m cops so say the notorious killa
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| Last seen in the hilla in a black vigga
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| Smokin’lye with an unidentified man
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| The feds believe it was a member of the clan
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| A wild nigga so jiggy better be cautious
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| Fuck wit Delores Im bringin 50 crime bosses
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| From BK to Jersey niggaz wanna murder me Aint nuttin sweet kid they bettah bring their whole army
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| Fake ass gangstaz pretend to be killaz
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| End the drama with a slug from the 4−5th for real uh 1 — Makin green for the next man
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| Money? |
| strugglin plans for the dividends
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| Look in my eyes and tell me what you see
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| Verse Two:
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| Same shit different day I scheme to make the paper
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| God dreams of livin large makin niggaz steal and rob
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| Fuck the pleadin Ill leave ya bleedin
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| If ya take to long deliverin
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| Dividends, see nigga, Im menances like 8 sharp
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| Cracks on my moms china plate
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| Bag 'em up and wait till it gets late and hit the gate
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| Keep my eyes open cuz po po they be keepin
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| They tryin to get locked on Friday and spend the weekend
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| Then on ruckus island adolescents be watchin
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| So when Im in the four buildin Im hollerin Staten Island
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| With my? |
| in my hand like a 4−5th
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| The first nigga to fake a move is gettin phillied with the quickness
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| I’m hip to this wild ass game called street life
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| It’s a cut throat BI with mens who live trife
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| You Squig you my nigga (no doubt to the death)
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| I got the isle in my right hand so son part in the left
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| And let’s go to war I got a tech and nine and 3 3−80's
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| Straight from Haiti, Ill turn a nigga into gravy
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| And fuck the media? |
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| put this on the news
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| Cause its so safe to know the notorious rulz
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| (fade) |