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Red line, razor blade gang, I'm an outlaw |
[00:12.50] |
Crack jaw, you won't see it coming hit you south paw |
[00:15.00] |
Torch the village cause they're really very hokey |
[00:17.00] |
Killin' all the villagers and spit like karaoke |
[00:21.00] |
Used to treat me like a trophy |
[00:22.50] |
Then things got low key, I was dopey |
[00:26.00] |
Now nobody even know me |
[00:28.00] |
And just because I'm doing good again don't mean you know me |
[00:30.00] |
Trust me, I am not the old me |
[00:32.50] |
And I cannot remember one thing that you told me |
[00:36.00] |
Relationship is stale, it is moldy |
[00:38.00] |
I'm fresh now a classic, like great golden oldies |
[00:41.30] |
Not a Mack like Goldie |
[00:43.00] |
Never wack, I attack so boldly |
[00:46.00] |
Shit is crazy, life is like a blur |
[00:48.00] |
I could be a psycho but it's not what I prefer |
[00:50.50] |
New king, cinderella no glass slipper |
[00:54.00] |
No black leather |
[00:55.00] |
feather wack stripper |
[00:56.00] |
Madchild lyrically I'm an ass kicker |
[00:58.70] |
Not a ass kisser, I'm a practicer |
[01:01.00] |
I swear a lot differ? |
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And I'm a lot different |
[01:04.00] |
Without a pot to piss in but I am not tripping |
[01:07.00] |
Cause see the clock and the clock's ticking |
[01:09.00] |
Badman, I'm a rude boy, shot lickin' |
[01:13.70] |
Had to leave awhile and stop doing opiates |
[01:16.00] |
Stop on a white boy, smash a half-breed |
[01:18.50] |
I don't give a fuck when I rap, I am baffling |
[01:41.00] |
Yo dogs are good, most people suck |
[01:44.00] |
I'll probably grow up to be an old evil fuck |
[01:46.00] |
Sitting on a park bench, cane and a cardigan |
[01:49.00] |
Thinkin' of the days back when Shane he was partyin' |
[01:52.50] |
And soon I'll be an artifact |
[01:54.00] |
Seemed like yesterday I was picking up a party pack (ha) |
[01:57.50] |
Now I'm worried about a heart-attack |
[01:59.00] |
Still child-like, AMAX and a starter cap |
[02:02.00] |
You can't cheat father time |
[02:04.00] |
Just be thankful I'm happy, I've had harder times |
[02:06.80] |
Things that I like, they are mad hard to find |
[02:09.00] |
I'm a snob, do my job, I'm a master of rhymes |
[02:12.00] |
I'm a bastard to some, to the rest shit is good |
[02:14.00] |
Main fear? Not to do the best that I could |
[02:16.50] |
Not give it all I got, but still could do better |
[02:19.00] |
Decade and a half, group still we're together |
[02:23.00] |
Still birds of a feather |
[02:24.50] |
Still dope beats, ill words put together |
[02:27.00] |
Hip-hop saved me twice, that's a true fact |
[02:30.00] |
I still love checkin' for fucking tough records |
[02:32.70] |
Used to have a pistol in my hand |
[02:34.00] |
Now I want blue skies, seeing crystal in the sand |
[02:37.00] |
I'm getting old, call me mister I'm the man |
[02:29.00] |
Still cold, still official as the plan motherfucker |