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(Phesto Dee) |
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Master of emcee slave trade |
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Pullin' chief executive chains on his muppets |
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The prime minister of shattered dreams |
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For these young black kids |
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Itchin' for this rap status |
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But he never could add up these b-boy mathematics |
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His pragmatic toys made him money magnetic |
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The abrasive weight of his unevasive vendettas |
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Made him keep two barrettas with his industry contingents |
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Ninjas, paid protection and fringe benefits |
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He rolls from the stretch Benz Limited Edition |
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Caught between a sinister smoke screen and henchmen |
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Straightened his lapel ignited his cigarette |
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And shoved the knot of his tie and awaited his death wish |
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Reckless manslaughter left him breathless |
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mashed his chest it's a crash in the intersection |
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A fraction of a second |
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Spun out on the sidewalk |
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He couldn't pull his gun out |
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Cuz instantly |
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He was ****ed in the industry |
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(Opio) |
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Is it real or imagery? |
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Senseless acts of savagery |
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Could it be you got ****ed in the industry? |
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See it |
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You got ****ed in the industry |
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(chorus) |
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(Tajai) |
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Cause niggas get off in this business |
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Tryin' to come up |
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Awestruck, starstruck |
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But you know how they end up |
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See it |
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You got ****ed in the industry |
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You know how they end up |
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(Tajai) |
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Video queen type for whom you's feen |
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Appeared in many scenes |
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Fulfilling her childhood dreams |
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Got involved with this hardcore MC |
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Said she like to kick it and hang cuz he |
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Kept her clean |
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Expensive thangs, European names |
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Ice embedded amidst, ruby red flames she |
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Stayed in his mix, figured it was all a game |
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Swearin' that this nigga was her ticket to fame |
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But little did she know there was truth to what he's sayin' |
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'Bout how he made his livin' sellin' crack cocaine |
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'Bout how he put caps in all his enemies brains |
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I guess he missed the two that came checkin' for change |
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Didn't hear his pits squeal necks broke on choke chains |
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Baskin' in the glow of **** faces they just exchange |
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Maxin' in his home, coolin' out just relaxin' |
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Niggas busted and cappin' while she was in between his |
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Satins and intravenous |
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Drip her failing heart rate blip |
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and the bloody mattress |
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The sole legacy of this budding actress |
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Coroner lights and cops cameras followed the action |
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I wasn't surprise but rather saddened when it happened |
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(Tajai) |
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Cause niggas get off in this business tryin' to come up |
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Awestruck, start struck |
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But you now how they end up |
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(Opio) |
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The devious life you get touched |
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See it |
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But you know how they end up |
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(Opio) |
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Down in San Diego at the Gavin |
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I seen a hip-hop journalist get stabbed |
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That shit was savage |
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Caught him in the stomach with about four inches |
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Slapped him in his face relentless |
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And pulled out some big shit |
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He said look homie, you don't know me |
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Put the gat to his head calm and slowly |
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The journalist screamin' and cryin' scared of dyin' |
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Dude mashed him in his jaw with the barrel |
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Told him STOP LYIN' |
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Picked him up off his knees with ease |
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I thought he might squeeze |
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'Til I heard the police yellin' FREEZE! |
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He reached for the heavens |
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Eleven cops put his head in a (shuminumaki?) |
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Blood on the concrete |
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That's when I peeped dude that shanked him was a rapper |
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Hot cause his name got slandered |
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Locked in a metal case for over a decade |
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He thought he was invincible |
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But now he wish that day never happened |
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Askin' his God for forgiveness |
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Purgin' is harder than vengeance tryin' to end this nightmare |
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The industry clockwork oranged his whole shit |
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And warped his brain until he flipped out |
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Is that what is about |
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You talk too much you got a gun in your mouth |
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Talkin' big when you little man they called you out |
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Shoulda kept your shit shut |
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Cause you know how they end up |
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