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Resurrected
by Krazy
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Keep a wedding band on the game
Yeah that bitch locked
When I hop up on the stage
Man I make that shit rock
Then I roll out with my gang
Yea we at the tip top
Niggas think I only sing
But embody HipHop
And you know I been doing this
Had to master all my shit
So I could spit it more fluently
Osmosis with the drip
You should just call me fluid B
I feel like I been hooping
Now I'm going stupid whenever I'm in the booth man
Put my Blood, Sweat, and Tears on every track
Make the most of all ya time
Cause you'll never get it back
I ain't never back pedaling
I could never take a sack
I'm just dreaming of the day that I'm thumbing through them racks
With my guys
You ain't seen a GOD
Rise through them cracks
Had to hit ya bitch on DVD
I'm calling up SMACK
Had to make her fix her weave
Cause I'm tugging at her tracks
Niggas know what I spit is real
It's only written facts man
Love kills I call it fatal attraction
HIPHOP picks me up when needing satisfaction
Call up TaliBan
When I'm needing the packs in
I see it clearly now my vision's a couple of Jacksons
Probably went over ya head
Ima keep on doing this here
Until I'm fucking dead
Until I'm fucking dead man
May the GODS rest in heaven
Keep a wedding band on the game
Yeah that bitch locked
When I hop up on the stage
Man I make that shit rock
Then I roll out with my gang
Yea we at the tip top
Niggas think I only sing
But embody HipHop
And you know I been doing this
Had to master all my shit
So I could spit it more fluently
Osmosis with the drip
You should just call me fluid B
I feel like I been hooping
Now I'm going stupid whenever I'm in the booth man
Put my Blood, Sweat, and Tears on every track
Make the most of all ya time
Cause you'll never get it back
I ain't never back pedaling
I could never take a sack
I'm just dreaming of the day that I'm thumbing through them racks
With my guys
You ain't seen a GOD
Rise through them cracks
Had to hit ya bitch on DVD
I'm calling up SMACK
Had to make her fix her weave
Cause I'm tugging at her tracks
Niggas know what I spit is real
It's only written facts man
Love kills I call it fatal attraction
HIPHOP picks me up when needing satisfaction
Call up TaliBan
When I'm needing the packs in
I see it clearly now my vision's a couple of Jacksons
Probably went over ya head
Ima keep on doing this here
Until I'm fucking dead
Until I'm fucking dead man
May the GODS rest in heaven
