"Tell me what you read and I'll tell you who you are" is true enough, but I'd know you better if you told me what you reread.

François Mauriac

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Picture me preforming in an orpheum
A poor, living in the orphanage, damn
What my future hold? only god knows
Thats why im staying prayed up, and ten towns
Down on these clowns mean-fug forwns turn em up side down
Let smoke out the pound of the kush
Presidential like bush, whoops I mean to Barrack
Its a coupe but it dont drop
Hard top killa
 
For I let another ***** disrespect my *****s, my hood, my family, I kill 'em
**** em, I don't feel em, when the beat drops *****, gets realer
 
Any *****s can get it, any *****s can die
Any ***** can front like they real, any ***** can lie
Any ***** can make some money, only ganstas' survive
And everybody can be gansta but any ***** can try, killa
 
Fourth peela, west side, white ville, MCI, ??, 201
Out in mason, no two for one
85% percent of your time *****
85% percent of your grind *****
85% percent of you rap *****s just sit here n lyin' *****
Now do what I do without trying *****, killa
 
Open track, you hear the music? high hats, dont confuse it
Cocaine, yay talk, money bags, white chalk
Murder, ***** I said murder, pah pah pah
I swiss cheese your convertible
Have you ever heard of the million dollar
***** that ain't dropped in 48 months
Now that's the word of the, realest ***** in this ****
**** the rules I bend that ****
**** the record labels, mayne I'm in this **** to win this ****
I ain't on no gimic ****
All my ice in this ****
Ferraris, porsche, lambos, pass the new boy hear me ****
You got no consistency, pull up in some rental ****
1967 drop, yea I got some vintage ****
Yea I'm on some other ****, trying to get my brother rich
He been on that gudda gudda ****, you know that other ****
Now slow it down, speed it up, if your ***** open her legs
I'mma beat it up, killa killa killa head, ***** mouth game serious
Whatcha you say?
 
Flipping them pies, ***** I'm on it
I'm gotti george young of the game *****
Who want it? a plug like Sosa and heart like tony
Its me against the world so you *****s' don't want it, killa
 
Killa
Killa
Killa
 
Killa
K stand for crazy
I stand for ignorant
I live large just some mars and all kinda ****(??)
I been through all kinda ****, apes, banana ****
You say you got goons, I got gorillas who be takin' ****
You be on some fakin' ****, cross ya man snakin' ****
*****s keep it real and say they life, I swear I hate that ****
Why you on that phoney ****? Have to cross your homie ****
Putting *****es over ya *****s? homie, I ain't really on that ****
 
?? I'm giving up, 'fore a hater take my life, I'mma live it up
Killa, Killa, yea murder one, suspect, im the only one
Interrogation, 48, **** to say, Rodger Mason, we face to face
No co-defense, ***** I ain't snitchin', I know the business
***** ain't no witness
Cut off the mic
Cut off the lights
Dr. Dre's, Make sure they white
Stop the beat, pose, take a break
Breathe in the smells, then drop the bass
World Fair, section 8, lord help my people
See a brighter day, rich-crest apartments, real *****s
14, natural born killas, we choppa' spittas, we work gettas
1000 lbs of mid, 18-wheelers, truck-loads, murda murda, kill kill
If I don't sell a single record ima keep it real
Facts, ***** these are all facts
Went to school so cracked, got kicked out, came back
Shot at me, I bang back, .50 cal, aim that, blac blac blac, take that Killa