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I was chained in the dungeon, banging, busting |
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Came from nothing but hunger, pains and suffering |
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Dunked in the cage for pumping, a younging with hopes |
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Of becoming the boss, running the force |
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No respect for none of the laws, something because |
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I'm in front of the broads |
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Some of ya'll be talking, but avoid the confrontation |
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It's one of them situations that'll be hard to walk away from |
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Grown man, stone jam, |
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Daniel taming the lion |
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Broad day, blazing the iron, hallways where they surviving |
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You gangsta, you lying, you faking, you hiding |
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I destroy batti boy, you taste it and riding |
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Made man with close ties to both sides |
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Known to get it and blow digit, if the ho wide, for sure, right |
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Broadband, heavy hand, hit you with the contraband |
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Wanted man, |
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A-Alikes salute me as |
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I walk the land |
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New nigga, kneel to |
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Zard, or feel the rod, no appealing the charge |
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Catch a bad hand, watch you dealing the cards |
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I speak from the heart, you weak from the start |
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I be sleeping with sharks, you be briefing the |
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NARCsGive me reason to start, |
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I be eating your heart |
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I'm a beast with the bar, you be pleading he stop |
