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[Fatal Hussein] |
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From the bridge back to Jersey, all the way to the crib |
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I wear a vest from the west, stressed from the shit I did |
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Whether the body in a trench, and they trynna sneak the shotty in |
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Can't make bail in the same jail Gotti in |
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They all wanna murder me, bitches |
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So now they plot on my riches, finally they heard of me |
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Blast these trick niggas, fakin' jacks on the body |
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Killed jokers, better than me, and you can ask Bobby |
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Vision goin' to prison, yeah I heard it before |
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Hang around the poor, put the riches on the floor |
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Spittin' that shit when I was locked back |
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Hands on the pump, make 'em jump when I cock back |
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You ain't real for real, you real for fake |
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When I'm steppin' with my weapon, we conceal the shake |
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And the waist lift chirl in, lost in the worldwind |
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My diamonds glisten value on your bitch and her |
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Girlfriend |
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[Hook: Niko] |
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Your hood and mine, is all the same |
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We're all thugs livin' in the black man's pain |
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I know that we can break this chain |
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If we come together, we can make a change |
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[Cormega] |
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Yo, I ask god what my future holds |
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Will I be quarterbackin' a package, and fuckin' crack super bowl? |
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My sons stackin' one, private attorneys for captured ones |
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Indictment dismissed, the prints didn't match the gun |
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Rim shoppin', gem stars spinnin', 360 when d's blitz me |
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I'm grinnin', you see me, I'm livin' |
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Your mind finally injured, my ride lightly tinted |
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And stop sweatin' my whip, your lady might be in it |
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At nighttime, cruisin', listenin' to music |
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And analyzin' attentions of people that I'm cool with |
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In my hood cause I choose it, not cause I'm condemned to it |
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My kindness is weakness, but death if you abuse it |
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My contest, formed in an isolated project |
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Manifested alleged, think I need a sob |
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Next song, perfected, yo the bridge, tech nine protect it |
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My rap is cyphilis, the mic, a bitch that I infected |
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[Hook] |
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[Fatal Hussein] |
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Twist a Campbell, and round the team like Nelson Rambo |
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They only suit front commando, when they slippery with the handle |
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Cataclysm, you heard of us, get away from me nervous |
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He put his bond on a suit, and got his heart at the service |
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[Cormega] |
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Aiyo, I'm so ill, I wanna die like a criminal |
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Live deadly venom, Mega, invincible |
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Brain wave converter, paragraph inserter |
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Expert, my rap indicates murder |
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[Fatal Hussein] |
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Take ten steps, turn around, draw and drop |
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Mega, they die, cause they never be as raw as Pac |
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I got money on my mind, tyin' in my vision |
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Outlaw name travel pain through the prison |
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[Cormega] |
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Aiyo, R.I.P. B.I.G., 2Pac and Eazy-E |
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Stretch from the Live Squad, Scott LaRock from BDP |
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You see me in a CE coupe, watchin' TV |
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Yo, Fatal, you my nigga, I'mma die if you need me |
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[Hook] |
