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Some static started in the pool hall |
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Hit a motherfucker's face with the cue ball |
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Then I met this girl, she tried to gank me |
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So I smacked her in the booty with a plank, B |
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Me and my crew out breaking windows |
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The bingo the lotto you know I'll never win those |
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Possession is half the law |
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I had my routines before all y'all |
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Your whole life is coming apart at the seams |
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You ain't nothing but a car thief biting routines |
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See I'm a city slicker, I ain't no townie |
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Right now I wish I had another hash brownie |
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Like Ricky always said you've got to toke and pass |
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Or Mookie's gonna kick your motherfuckin' ass |
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You try to take what isn't yours like a God damn rat |
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{See personally, I wouldn't want to go out like that} |
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I'm a writer, a poet, a genius, I know it |
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I don't buy cheeba I grow it |
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People always trying to get next to me |
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I had a beautiful experience on Ecstasy |
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I smoked up a bag of elephant tranquilizer |
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Because I had to deal with the money hungry miser |
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Had a cane filled Kool with my man Rush Rush |
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Saw my teeth fall in the sink when I started to brush |
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You be doing nose candy on the Bowie Coke Mirror |
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My girl asked for some but I pretended not to hear her |
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You can't deny me, you always want to try me |
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Yo, you're just gonna get your ass kicked |
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Homeboy throw in the towel |
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Your girl got dicked by Ricky Powell |
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The Godfather of Soul in the belly of the beast |
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Smoking that dust at St. Anthony's Feast |
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All the wife beaters and all the tax cheaters |
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Sitting in the White House pulling their peters |
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Buy my cheeba from the cop down the street |
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The only cop with a rope chain walking the beat |
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So like a sneaky pouch time bomb tickin' |
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Like the beat to my rhyme just kickin' |
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Space cake cookies I discover who I am |
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I'm a dusted old bummy Hurdy Gurdy Man |
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Five-O caught me now I'm going to the mountains |
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Said goodbye to my girl, my lawyers, and accountants |
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My mind is kinda rhymin' and I think I oughta think |
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So I'm rockin all the rhymes and I'll have another drink |
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So the lights are flashing, my mind is spinning |
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I feel like it is always the beginning |
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Of another rhyme I'm rapping, MCing, I rock |
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You ain't nothing but a car thief who must be stopped |