Something is not right in the head,too bad
That can fix the shit when i'll be pretty fucking dead
Please don't feed my ego i don't feel that shit in I
I'm a bad ceed indeed just let me smoke my weed
Never love money couse that love can kill
To much,money love can get you ill
We still have a war draw,never kiss the shit
Deafeat life,stay alive and fuck retreat
We love the mike,we love life,we love hip-hop beat
We only fight on stage,and every show is live you know that shit
Fuck fame,fuck awards,fuck happy music
The word is a tool fool we have to use it
You know life is a game,at the heavy weight,
The final countdown can't wait,
Use the brain , man is never to late
Don't think for diamants and shit,
Don't be so fucking friendly
Greedy motherfucker,your coufin has to be trendy
I'm like a flea,check my ID in hell the sickness of mallerick's man,i'm sick indeed
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When i take the lead i see you catch speed
Oh shit,go fuck the beat called rapman and this is it
...A long ways from home i bring you another other
Two dope ass niggers,me suffer my brothers
Yeah,he's from another should i let him explain
Bitch you'deuceing me?
What's that niggers name?
Tice the nicest with this might devices
He slice twices,ye,you can't fuck with him
Its the show for do' you all niggers know
Yeah,i'm coming from the dirty ode,that's the OHT
Army and my man,we keep it the ground
Were keeping it slime,you know i'm all about mine,that....... that cock you gotta get it don't stop,that dope,yeah up with dope down
We're be doing what we doing s the reason we are here
A plus..............You creap niggars be wared
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