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property No obligation to save our communities Just jailing the poor and the weak Just bastards Sacred lies Expected to just do what we are told
name your theme My rise to the top, floatin on this cream Who the hell wanna stop me, I hated those who doubt me A million ReFugees with unlimited
really don't and E.Y told me to master my craft Poor bastard doesn't know that it isn't the dash Poor bastard doesn't understand the talent I have Poor
[Chorus] Slow down you grave robbing bastard Stop right there I hear the constable scream Slow down you grave robbing bastard If they think
they say I'm lazy but they miss me No matter what ya wish in the flesh I'm crazy And I gotta bone to pick wit the pussies I will harm any fake ass douche
of that War fuck war we can take it to the streets muthafuck Bone an it's on when we meet never ride alone 'cause I roll one deep black
cuz no none likes you Throw it in the trash, and I call it soprano Burning on his track, spitting image Vesuvio Gonna make him mad, like a poor mans
Yeah, I got a bone to pick If you want the fame then you better hang on til' you're on the list If you don't put your name on everything than really
smooth and calm and shit was like" "Where's my bone, nigga?" "Yo man, yo I'm doin' it God, I'm doin' it, man I'm sayin', like, no, no, like back in like
a visit I pay - and does it pay!" And his friend, Liquid Len by name, Of Wine, Women and Wandsworth fame, Said "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that
to the day and My tainted blood's still the same I can't help acting this way and Those bastard doctors are gonna pay I'm so lonely without baby's love I
voice Pick your choice in Illinois This is me, this is Alex to The what? Not Chicago, go west Yeah I’m found those places You know the golf clubs
in the breeze, suicide With my friend By my side, the gun is imaginary The knife's downstairs and I have to carry When I pick the shit up It’s gone,
not a savage Just a young nigga with habits, cause I aint never had shit Poppa did 9, so I was a bastard Look back on some time, no need to rewind Cant
of deep roots of ours? Tears are falling and I'm calling you to hear this story Some poor bastard took the child's destiny into his own hands Made him
affirmed when you raised Him When bones didn’t rot in the grave that contained Him The stone rolled away by the angels who praise Him ‘Cause death couldn’t
the Wrong tribe or village He's from the wrong subset Of the same religion It's not a way to pick for Yourself like you're the English "Don't ever try to see
that Hold that thought like kidnaps I Dream like this Craft is Mine, and these niggas is quick packs Soul Eater, turn a pick-me to a pick-axe Real money
And the German will be sickened by us And the German will talk about us And the German will fear us But I got a word of warning for all you would-be warriors You
and out the gym, feelin' slimmer than spaghetti Stackin' muscle on these bones, yeah I got the hoes sweaty Wait a second... Yo, we all outta weed Let's go
But the cowboys never put much stock In a thing like a bankrupt law So we left the bastard's bones to bleach On the range of the buffalo.
know times will get hard I'll pick up your life just abide by the lord Or ride by the lord Abide by the lord Abide by the lord You bout to get it from
all that payback shit you ripped in jail by then i'll have that nine to make that brain thang hang out, nigga you fuckin' with the g'sta when you
your poor behavior Put that .40 on you have you prayin' to your Lord and Savior I'm politickin' all sorts of favors Fork and razor, doin' numbers like
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