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two sides of the same coin, we drink from the sun We be the left hand, right hand, right man? But sometimes it seems like we're speaking in tongues so
Clique Rich Clique Rich Clique Rich Clique Rich Clique Rich Clique Rich Clique Hands in the air all my rich Clique I ain’t gotta milli wish list I ain’t
put your hands on your head Roll the dice that's what she said Crap out and you'll lose your head Can't feel nothing Can't see nothing In a hurricane
Now it's Yo ass, the Poet is back Hand cuff yo Bitch, tuck away Yo cash Just hit the city, shit move real fast The Poet stay heavy, he eye ball they
don't sell your soul I've played my hand, lived life to the full I'm riding the waves of the crap that you deal Beating the jokers and their corrupt
tape this, yo, you can't escape this Yo, I planned it out just like a landscapist Whipper-snapper back up for coming crap up I plan to trap a MC
This is my life I just live it how I please Gettin' by with my expertise not on my knees Just gettin' by Yeah, yeah, just gettin' by, gettin' by Yeah
a pub with his lass Went over and shook his hand, said, "what's up with this crap?" He said we'd speak later...but we never did And still to this day I
Hands up, officer don't shoot Then pull your pants up, promise you won't loot We may never understand each other, it's no use We ain't ever gonna
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines (talk to 'em) The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh) The shells'll bang, make
that Facts Niggas ain't gonna stop us from being around Niggas cant be cutting the block man Naah this our block Yo put your hands where I can see em
drinking, but not in the park, no-ones in the bars, by order of those in charge 2k and no crossing the line, well I'm thinking again, you might be right This
forever But as time goes by the people die and as soon as you recognize That you should have apologized for all the crap you've done Oh, it's too late Oh,
that crap on me Are You searching just to fill the void by digging up the dirt
Had pistols in my hands, had pockets full of Ox Whole life I been a G, had bitches on the block Had strippers on the pole, had cocaine in the pot Got
Oh, fucking corona games This is a true story Foundation was awful Today It finna crap on the bottom I been up all night to say that’s over If it
Life handed me lemons I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify Get
wake up fine and dandy But then by the time I find it handy To rip my heart apart and start Planning my crash landing I go up, up, up, up, up
and you know this But the pussy-ass niggas will Not show you this But I don't give a fuck, I'ma make my japs If not from the records From jacking or craps
never get to play I'm hustlin', stayin' out 'til it's dawn And comin' home at 6 o'Clock in the mornin' Hand's on my Glock, eyes on the prize Finger
Encephalopod, summoned by god Comes out at midnight, stays up til dawn Encephalopod, mountainous brain Every thought he has fills him with pain
all that good stuff it'll be allright won't it? Hey, by the time you've got this lot in your hands, by the way, we shall have been in the studio working
Born a natural loser I can't recall just where Raised on brew and poker and a dollar here and there Black-jack hand dealer man you better payoff
shoot ya And change ya name to DJ I-Got-Beat-By-The-X-Ecutioners "Yea, yea, y'all know the name" "X-Ecutioners" "Stabbin' the track with both hands
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