| Yeah, don’t you bring me nothing stupid
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| If you don’t want me to lose it
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| Step back if you don’t want me to attack
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| I’m a beast, better give me the deuces
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| I have no tolerance for nonsense, get away from me
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| N9na wanna get dollars, don’t wanna holler but you makin' me
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| I’m a little dysfunctional
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| You’re the problem, please don’t awaken me
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| And I’m that way 'cause back in the day most have forsaken me
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| La-di-da-di, I’m at the party
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| On a drunk night with a punk, might
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| Dude’s tryin' to pick a fight because he’s sorry
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| That he ain’t Gotti, like I be, 'cause he
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| Sloppy, not me, costly rocks be spot free
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| But he don’t know I’m roguish, surrounded by my soldiers
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| And they be locked and loaded when exploded you can’t hold us
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| And we don’t got no scruples
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| We didn’t come to fight and shoot you
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| But you busters better be mutual
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| Don’t get loose because we cuckoo
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| Listen, they call me genius, I run the show
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| Women be on my penis, it’s wonderful
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| Demons think they the meanest
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| But I brung the foe on the floor
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| Little bit sick, don’t you know?
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| I’m a little dysfunctional, don’t you know?
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| If you push me it might be bad
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| Get a little emotional, don’t you know?
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| If you fool around and make me mad
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| I’m a little dysfunctional, don’t you know?
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| If you push me it might be bad
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| Get a little emotional, don’t you know?
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| Might fool around and make me mad
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| Don’t make me mad
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| Born to hustle, I’m a product of environment
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| The game done changed, so I’ve been forced into retirement
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| But I make moves and I paid dues and I got common sense
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| Since I can’t lose and I can’t choose, then I’ll come back to spit
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| I got hit songs but I’ve been gone so long that I don’t fit
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| Kneeled at the throne, but can’t get on, so I need me a lick
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| I write these songs but don’t belong I’m on some other shit
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| I’m huntin leads in desperate need, I hope it’s comin' quick
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| I’d wrap my brain to find a lane that’s gon' bring me some change
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| But it’s so strange, my life has changed and I am not the same
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| I come around but since I’m down, it feels uncomfortable
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| I try to hide it deep inside but I’m dysfunctional
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| I never learned to hold it in, I gets emotional
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| First, implode and then explode, I am combustible
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| So please don’t push me, play me, pussy, on some real shit
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| Won’t be defeated if I’m heated, nigga, oh shit!
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| I’m a little dysfunctional, don’t you know?
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| If you push me it might be bad
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| Get a little emotional, don’t you know?
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| If you fool around and make me mad
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| I’m a little dysfunctional, don’t you know?
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| If you push me it might be bad
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| Get a little emotional, don’t you know?
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| Might fool around and make me mad
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| Don’t make me mad
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| I ain’t no killer but don’t push me
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| Goody-goody choir boy never been no pussy
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| Could be carrying something up under my hoodie
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| Krizz would never snap and kill a baller, y’all, or would he?
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| Now I wanna be peaceful, but I carry Desert Eagles where
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| Ever black people are, you know how black people are
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| I peep 'em out, try to stay evened out
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| Wanna preach to 'em but their evil keep on seepin' out
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| Emotions get the best of me, messed up
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| And then y’all get the rest of me
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| Depressed and stressed, feel like my destiny
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| I know y’all think less of me, 'cause I’m always sick
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| And I can’t let it be, pharmaceutical soup be the best recipe
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| It’s gon' be the death of me, I need depakote
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| Just to cope, while I keep throwin' them pills down my throat
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| Dysfunctional blunts will do Smokin' Bombay
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| Can give me Fung Shui, but I wish that it all would go away
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| Or maybe I should pray for Jesus Christ to just un-pretzel me
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| Tryin' to pray for change, but sometimes it feel like he lets it be
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| So I just take another couple doses, probably be fine
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| But if you get too close you’ll find out that I
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| I’m a little dysfunctional, don’t you know?
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| If you push me it might be bad
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| Get a little emotional, don’t you know?
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| If you fool around and make me mad
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| I’m a little dysfunctional, don’t you know?
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| If you push me it might be bad
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| Get a little emotional, don’t you know?
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| Might fool around and make me mad
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| Don’t make me mad |