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the dro sip the Merlot and act a damn fool Take a bird to Rome, leave the kids at home Take in the sights of the Pantheon We duck off in the cut, cuz I'm
bombs. And the world's not ours tonight in a Berlin flat lit by neon lights. My boyfriend's in the stairwell, he looks just like James Dean,
of weed to keep from going under The federales wanna see me dead Niggas put prices on my head Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead Now
of weed to keep from going under The federales wanna see me dead Niggas put prices on my head Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead Now
niggas is punks They runnin' off at the mouth 'til I fill it up with my pump They jump, my automatic keep 'em wary Why you frontin' like you really
of weed to keep from going under The federales wanna see me dead Niggas put prices on my head Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead Now
I'm a shepherd for the Pentecost I got my scriptures and my wires crossed I got no kids, and I got no home They want us holy men to live alone
to and he ain't rich when he being through Gets outta school and a kid gotta make a smooth, come-up lick Catchin' muthafuckas outta bounds, swerve Breakin'
in sector 6 yes y'all and it's good to be here when we landed up on lex stirrin up the ground with the sound of doug e fresh and the hard rockin kids
the grain, it's real large Drive 'em insane, leave dames in silk bras Plus real cups spill, spill that bars What's the deal? Kids with Hennessey grills ,
I get mad wicked (fuck around) and catch a bad one by the funker I puff the mad spliffs and roll blunts with Archie Bunker 'Cause my brain is
Who are you, who are you Well I'm the punk with the pump in the back of my pack How you step rock I step in stride I step across stage with my
spot by the Seine, is where I'll be in the end My love That's how we gon live But right now we just kids Yo Life is but a dream This is everything I
saints I'm not! I give a fuck! See you in hell! Be hard to run your mouth When your teeth shatter No THC, Punk! I'm going to hell! Can I get you a t-shirt?
Welcome to The Future man No way this punk kid gon' put his filth on my piano
surrounded by some rotten apples I'm an asshole, gotta hassle, this ain't time to play When I'm aiming at ya punk motherfuckers to annihilate Step back
the same bitch ass nigga At the MTV Awards with The kid, um, Wiz, from "Oochie Wally" and, um, my man, e e’s a Young nigga he’s coming up he’s a Real nigga
this **** all night, leave your **** hog-tied ****, this is raw hide, mixed with the dark side Never will I walk by, punk, I'm the fall guy ****,
land Cause justice has been banned So it's play dirty or die by the hand That's holding all the guns Plunged, deep into religion was my first
that kid before I kick my hit squad You don't want none son I see you everyday You that punk that be up in apartment 4-A [Y] Aww shit, niggas tryin
heard About the nu kid I'm stayin' outta trouble, see how long it lasted Walkin' down the wrong street, get my ass kicked By a couple of cholos sippin'
By the way you move I see you’re new to this shit (The game in my hands) x8 The game in my hands I got the streets on my back I’m raising the level
about what shoulda, would'a and could'a happened If music was about inovatin' and penetratin' generations by generatin' musical intergration It wouldn't
old kids, doin' drive-bys on Big Wheels Or maybe you want to see it be more fatal Like Kindergarten kids, tryin' to cook crack with Play-Doh Now I
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