| In Heaven, but the Hell still with me
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| Cops pull us over, yo, my name Bill Bixby
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| That mean in a blink I’mma do the opposite of shrink
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| And bink ya, but I do not want the klink
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| I need a drink, vodka, cognac
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| Rum, whiskey, beer and tequila, I don’t wanna think
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| I need a drink, whether wine or moonshine
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| Whatever, I’m just tryin' to ease my mind
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| I need a
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| Big fuckin' cup, shit’s fuckin' up, this fuckin' sucks
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| Everybody broke 'cause ain’t no jobs
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| Quick stuff and puff, lit up and huff, pissed cuss and fuss
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| Everybody tote one and go rob
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| Mama need John Knox village
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| And that’s a lot of cheese from my scrillage
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| But that don’t matter though
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| 'Cause for mama’s health you know money gotta go
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| Radical, stab you, no, but me and the gat is compatible
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| I don’t know why these employers ain’t callin' me
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| Constantly stallin' me (Fuck this economy)
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| Preacher be tellin' me, «Read deuteronomy»
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| But in all honesty, it fuckin' astonish me
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| When we broke, nigga, looked at as a joke, nigga
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| But I’m a go-getter, hop up like a four wheeler
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| To jack a dope dealer, run up in y’all hood
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| Choppin', all stood with the K 'til it was all good
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| In Heaven, but the Hell still with me
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| Cops pull us over, yo, my name Bill Bixby
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| That mean in a blink I’mma do the opposite of shrink
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| And bink ya, but I do not want the klink
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| I need a drink, vodka, cognac
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| Rum, whiskey, beer and tequila, I don’t wanna think
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| I need a drink, whether wine or moonshine
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| Whatever, I’m just tryin' to ease my mind
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| I need a
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| Club so I can just gee, just get to it
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| Now I’m ducking every pig 'cause my nig' blew it
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| And how we sanging on a nigga ain’t a funny sight
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| I still gotta get my motherfucking money, right
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| Hella strong I put the I in might
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| Take a chunk out of a stunner with the lion’s bite
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| Fuck sittin' with nothing, I ain’t 'bout to cry and gripe
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| Just gonna live my every day like the Mayans, right
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| I ain’t bullshitting, I’m a lost soul
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| My kids growing and they needin' shit that cost dough
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| My homie got shot up right outside of off four
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| I need the cross yo
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| I need a drink, vodka, cognac
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| Rum, whiskey, beer and tequila, I don’t wanna think
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| I need a drink, whether wine or moonshine
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| Whatever, I’m just tryin' to ease my mind
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| I need a |