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It all started with snortin up d |
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Breakin in apartments, rollin in stolen cars |
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Stickin dicks, trickin in strip bars |
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Fly niggaz, whips tinted, switch it up, cop granted |
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Onslaught twisted, bougard in the clark, ripped sinned |
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Sudafed heads bent over when they sniffed it |
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Project song, birds tempted while the d's skipped it |
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Now add it up, jungle younger days, my head is struck |
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From after buck, the hollywood swingin in eddie bauer truck |
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Close cuts, devious devastator hot tracks bang |
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Very marvelous hearts string, wobbly dart sting |
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Melody, plated in gold, but hold the legacy |
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Destiny, to the death of me, roll with killa bees |
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[chorus (x2): joe mafia] |
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Metropolis ghetto politics, mob hits |
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Thug logic is hot, i can't stop it |
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It's easier to knob and hard to knock two |
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City lights, gettin busy like j. lockin who |
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[joe mafia] |
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Benevolent, shine florescent, produce novelist transcripts |
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The power surge cut the lights out, save all that shit for the fuckin birds |
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Murder is texas, asserted to death, perverted the skets |
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You confer with nothin less, the quick death |
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Get the head gased, dead fast, ready rock, hand cock |
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I shit your whole cast and i ain't dyin for friends |
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Onyx dense, instead of slugs, dunn, i'd rather drop jems |
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From fake thugs frontin, i'm not him |
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Since my life worth nothin, i'm not him don't get it confused |
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I hold peace but got a short fuse, so watch your mouth dude |
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In ghost towns, no white sheets, dunn, nice |
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When on the mic piece, 3 points stance with metal cleets |
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I tackle the track, a battle cat |
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Leave the grade off the wall, mad mafia rap, cannibal impact |
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I rattle clicks and i ain't havin shit, i'm emphatic wish |
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Strategic war tactics you lack, murder one element |
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[chorus] |
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[joe mafia] |
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It all floors from the source, abort the cause of this |
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Corporates you could take an add-on, puffin some ? |
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Snake bite, venomous peak game with the swiftness |
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Crack vile smile, stuff my hand shakes, fuckin with grinches |
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Higher cake look, it's easier with hooks |
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Pipes grillin mafia, but you shook with it sunnin who |
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My team spitted, niggaz on some petty ass pleads |
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Stoppin for murder reps, i plnat my lice fan on the streets |
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Stretch, escapin death with every step, hold my own weight |
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Control fate, plus with sole mate, on some mistakes |
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And who bets on who bubble gates, my mental beyond moets and cristal |
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I'm poppin high burnin pistols and need no switch dials |
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Dealin with cats lustin for scraps, whippin hustle cracks |
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We block jostle, fuckin with rats, rollin out welcome mats |
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It's hellbound, bustin my crown, seven point five |
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Known to get live, conquer new land, i will survive |
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[chorus (x2)] |