| Ain’t got no love to sinnin
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| Ain’t no love recieved
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| Fucc explainin
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| Nigga believe whatcha wanna believe
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| You’ve been decived I ain’t dead yet
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| Ash to ash, dust to dust ain’t been said yet
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| Fucc what you read nigga can’t nobody touch me
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| You must be a playa hater trust me
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| They gon be yellin fucc me
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| Long as the world is spinnin
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| But I can’t let it bother me
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| Quickly the most wanted
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| That’s just how it got to be
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| Busta’s be woofin but really don’t what no funk
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| Self incriminatin
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| I’m eliminatin niggas is hatin niggas
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| Liquidatin niggas like car lots
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| I’m loccin up on them bustas
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| Like the fool in that movie warlocc
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| Motha fuccas don’t bow down now
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| The king of Sac Rap Raided is bacc in town now
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| Long as the world is spinnin
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| Whether I’m dead or livin
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| It’s Sac Town X-Raided eternally unforgivin
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| All the times I committed sins
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| Misery never ends
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| Havin visions on the flames my soul gonna be burnin in
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| Turnin in my grave cuz I can’t find piece
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| Everybody yellin X-Raided rest in grief
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| Long as the world is spinnin
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| Whether I’m dead or livin |
| It’s Sac Town X-Raided eternally (eternally)
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| Long as the world is spinnin
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| Whether I’m dead or livin
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| It’s Sac Town X-Raided eternally unforgivin
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| Call me murderer
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| Don’t nobody know if it’s true
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| Wanna see me dead
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| So call friends and enemies too
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| What can I do
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| Persecuted and hated tremendously
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| Prosecuted they tryin to give me a quater of a century
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| Nigga they mention me in the news
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| Always negative
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| What y’all know about me
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| To be steadily speakin of what I did
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| Y’all be speculatin
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| One day my bitch was in tears
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| She heard I got stabbed in the shower
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| And threw off the third year
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| But you ain’t pumpin no fear
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| With those discietful conversations
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| Sayin you comin for me but nigga I’m still waitin
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| They datin you bustas like I’m some white out
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| Think you can see me
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| I can’t be seen I’ll cut your site out
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| Knoccin the fight out you motha fuccas
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| Like I’m Tyson in his hey day
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| You hollerin may day
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| But ain’t no help for you it’s pay day
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| Say what you wanna
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| But run up and be a gonna
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| By the most wanted motha fucca in Northern California |
| Long as the world is spinnin
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| Whether I’m dead or livin
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| It’s Sac Town X-Raided eternally unforgivin (eternally unforgivin)
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| You don’t know me from Adam
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| But yellin fucc X-Raided
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| Got your fingers crossed
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| Hopin I get assassinated
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| But you procrastinated
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| You had a chance to get me
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| 20 deep but ya’ll niggas was still scared to hit me
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| Get me hotter than lava when I hear bitch niggas speakin
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| Gotta roll through Sac Town strapped down
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| To leave them bitch niggas leakin
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| Got you tweekin like Plusticy
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| Seekin bustas like missles
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| Ain’t got no time for no hoes
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| Bitches is way to ficcle
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| Flippin she whippin to have your car hot like pretzels
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| Tellin your bitches fucc you hoes let’s keep it sexual
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| I ain’t got no time for you bacc stabbin two faceted vultures
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| Next time I see you I’m colt you consult you to smoke
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| (Talkin)
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| Based on the fact y’allniggas is hoez
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| (eternally unforgivin, eternally unforgivin)
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| Y’all steadily be speakin on a nigga
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| (eternally unforgivin)
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| Fucc y’all niggas
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| Fucc biatch
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| Long as the world is spinnin |
| Whether I’m dead or livin
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| It’s Sac Town X-Raided eternally unforgivin
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| All the times I committed sins
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| Misery never ends
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| Havin visions on the flames my soul gonna be burnin in
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| Turnin in my grave cuz I can’t find piece
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| Everybody yellin X-Raided rest in grief
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| Long as the world is spinnin
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| Whether I’m dead or livin
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| It’s Sac Town X-Raided eternally unforgiven
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| Long as the world is spinnin
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| Whether I’m dead or livin
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| It’s Sac Town X-Raided eternally unforgivin
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| All the times I committed sins
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| Misery never ends
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| Havin visions on the flames my soul gonna be burnin in
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| Turnin in my grave cuz I can’t find piece
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| Everybody yellin X-Raided rest in grief
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| Long as the world is spinnin
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| Whether I’m dead or livin
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| It’s Sac Town X-Raided eternally, eternally unforgiven
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| Eternally unforgivin, eternally unforgivin, eternally unforgivin |