| 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
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| Get away from me
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| Me I wanna get dollars
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| Don’t wanna holler but you making 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
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| Most have forsaken me
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| Lodi dodi, I’m at the party
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| On a drunk night with a punk
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| Might dude was tryna pick a fight because he’s sorry
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| That he ain’t Gotti, like I be
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| 'Cause he sloppy, not me
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| Costly rocks be spot free
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| But he don’t know I’m roguish
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| Surrounded by my soldiers
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| And they be locked and loaded
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| 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 neutral
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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 flow
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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
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| I’m a product of environment
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| The game done changed
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| So I’ve been forced into retirement
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| But I make moves and I paid dues
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| And I got common sense
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| Since I can’t lose and I can’t choose
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| 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
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| So I need me a lick
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| I write these songs but don’t belong
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| I’m on some other shit
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| I’m hunting leads in desperate need
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| I hope it’s coming quick
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| I’d wrack my brain to find a lane
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| That’s gon' bring me some change
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| But it’s so strange, my life has changed
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| And I am not the same
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| I come around but since I’m down
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| 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
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| I gets emotional
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| First implode and then explode
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| I am combustible
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| So please don’t push me, play me, pussy
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| On some real shit, won’t be defeated
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| If I’m heated,
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| 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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| Goodie-Goodie choir boy never been no pussy
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| Could be carrying something up under my hoody
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| Krizz would never snap and kill a baller, y’all
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| Or would he?
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| Now I wanna be peaceful
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| But I carry Desert Eagles where ever black people are
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| 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 seeping out
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| Emotions get the best of me
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| Messed up 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
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| 'Cause I’m always sick and I can’t let it be
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| Pharmaceutical soup be the best recipe
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| It’s gon' be the death of me
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| I need depakote just to cope
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| That’s why I keep throwing them pills down my throat
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| Dysfunctional blunts will do
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| Smoking Bombay can give me Fung Shui
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| But I wish that it all would go away
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| Or maybe I should pray for Jesus Christ
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| To just un-pretzel me
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| Trying to pray for change
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| But sometimes it feel like he lets it be
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| So I just take another couple doses
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| Probably be fine but if you get too close
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| 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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| You might fool around and make me mad
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| Don’t make me mad |