Lyrics:
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I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six, my nigga
(I stand on that)
I'll build my own empire to give to my kids, my nigga
(I stand
that'll bump with you
Play with your kids and eat lunch with you
Then fuck around and kill your ass
I close shop
With 2 shots from a far away glock
hate working
So I terminate my service cuz the price they pay ain't worth it
Yeah I know my pockets are hurting. I know I know I oughta be nervous
But
or the kickdrum sound
I be meetin' you, defeatin' you and beatin' you down
My name rings bells and make rappers petrol
God help you, kid, when I get upset, yo
though, I know
Niggas 'round here we still live by code
Play this record if they kill me, yes the 5-0
I'ma always be a real nigga that's by law
See
The bro got rocks in his ass (on God)
You know the police can't stop him in his Jag (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Pocket bone crusher, I won't ever take it back
they want you to stop.
They want you to be the way they are, and to stay that way.
So, son, don't get nervous and start asking for help, that's
shake it around you're mine, mine, mine
Johnny and Eddie and me and Jimmy and Jack
Are gonna do a little number on the teacher when she turns her back
my feed I'm sorry who the fuck are you
So many data sources, don't know what the fuck to do
I didn't write this rhyme
It was generated by web 2
Build
for 8 years no time to chill
Tellin you industry’s got me confused
We’re all obsessed with the views
Why are we dead on the news
I been stuck with
with the bread and the fish
'Cah I seen mommy do some similar things
It can help you or harm you
Depends on how you usin' the rope
How are we in
First time that I seen you I was only fifteen
Hangin' by the lunchroom I wonder what is my scene
I was just a geeky kid black shirt and khakis
Never
My city stuck and we dont know what to do
I lost some people and I know you have too
Kids kill each other what the fuck we finna do?
I've cried a lot
What’s the chance that you make it big
What’s that chance that you do a bid
What’s the chance of you being a better father than yours was to ya kid
not? That's a start
They could push their reps quicker, kill a well known nigga
And if you say you're going to kill me, should I blast you first?
divine
Cuz you play with my love weld it like a sword
Would you rock with me still if the kid was poor
I got fears that that just weigh on my spinal cord
chill
Don't nobody touch him 'cause Imma get ill
The boy's phony as a three-dollar bill
And this time I shoot to kill
Just like a sucker you took the bait
the shy kid the one they didn’t wanna be by kid
The hello then goodbye kid I don’t know how I survived it
I owe it all to the people I still ride with
their forts are destroyed by my
Stroid and my boy
If you know anything about value
Then I suggest you take a few Valiums
Sober up, fill your cup, I slowed
control
And you're mind can't comprehend certain tolls
And when you're stuck in Wonderland
Unguided by a Cheshire
Stuck in the reality of stress
You feel
Ricin
Hiding away when the cops come out and play
I'll grab a blade and kill till the end of the day
You know I'm psyko
I hit you like the hydro
And I
the nas-t-O-rrential that you know
On this track he's been possessed by the ones you say are next to blow, reppin for the life that's all too familiarly low
Is this too
Fried out my mind, in the mile high club with the pilot
Fuck 100 bands, 100 Graham kill the beat then rewind it
Turn it all to gold, you know that's
badass, nigga you scary
I been knowin' you for years, we was high school peers, in junior high
I was itchin' to kill, and you was, ready to die
Why
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