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Yeah, check, check, I can't, I can't manage I, I can't
(But you must Rick) I can't, I can't manage
(But you must Rick) Ah, s**t

Hoes as* kiss cause I'm like Jason, vision
Releasin' me a basket case from prison - p*ssed
Blood feenin', the villain like 'Wassup ya'll'
Deep down schemin' how to kill 'em
Misleadin' a bit, although proceedin' a hit
I made 'em feel I'd never jeopardise my freedom for s**t
Played the empty headed part,
Though the moment they dreaded start, neat
Back of the head and took the credit card
Seen properly decease,
Made it look like an everyday robbery to police
And I's out
Police believed a thief pop for sureity, a jerky
Alert the rest to beef up security
And not to get flashy, although another blast occurred
Another brother deservin' to get massacred
Pleasure in poppin' that flea
Should a heard mister tough guy coppin' mad pleas
Not insane, nor am I biased
Though feels good to watch a motherfker die before
my fly ass
Ain't nuttin' to blast, fk it
Then I put some crack vials in the as* pocket and was off
Police said a thug awaited, since I didn't leave no evidence
A drug related incident

I still clock the mil' figures, c*ck back triggers
Reason why your girlfriends dig us - cause I kill

You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy
You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy

Well I had it up to here, that's why a brother buckin' trife
And gettin' way with murder, this the motherfking life
At a jam, nine figure on shelf
While your army a nigg*r snickering among self - thiefs
Who wanna clock the bread off the next
That's why Im gonna blow their fking head off
Maybe the victor get stuck up
Giving these clowns opportunity to fk up
They knowin' that the kid crew showers, eye cowers
And leaves for 'bout a good two hours
While they're like 'we coulda caught Rick what, for allsort'
That's what the a**holes thought
Tough guy mumblin', I thunderin'
Why I had a motherfking A-K ya wondering
And raise it higher, start giving them the fire
As they scream like high pitch women like Mariah
Blood on the wall like, other brothers ball like they hit
Seein' shots split a motherfkers skull like lettuce
Run a nigg*r best bet is for another duck in gage
I'm in a motherfking rage
Mask 'bout face, Now figure dash
Smash 'bout 10 ta 15 nigg*r as* out
More enemy dug, deceased, caught
Had not, gave one fk what police thought (what?)
But first I best provide all brainiacs
With evidence of a suicidal maniac

While I clock the mil' figures, c*ck back triggers
Reason why your girlfriends dig us - 'cause I kills

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