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I seen many mc's getten laid to rest |
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Under stress, shot through they're bullet proof vest |
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Now you wanna be hardcore |
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You were never an outlaw |
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Until you just came off tour |
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Yo you talk a good game, brothers around your way knows your name |
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They wanna burn you in the flame |
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The other day you told me that you bout some new steel |
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You was like "yo ramp, yo i'm keepin it real" |
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The only type of real puttin down your steel |
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Pick up your pen and show me you in it for real |
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Before the next man put you to the test |
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He's a killer, he's from a town called brownsvilla |
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Him and his whole click be movin out of town |
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When they get back your six feet underground |
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You didn't listen |
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You didn't play your position |
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They shot your baby bombs and she turned up missing |
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Some where in whitehovas |
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Your ass is to blame |
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That's what happens when you enter the game |
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No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar |
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If you a rap star you won't go far |
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They wanna skin you alive, they know the type of jeep that you drive |
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You'll be dead by the end of night |
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No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar |
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If you rap star you won't go far |
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Now you on a run you can't see them son |
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You livin by the sword plus you packin a gun |
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Now you on the s train talkin about you going home |
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The brothers is in front of your door with the chrome |
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You sneak in through the back way |
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To that's nervous |
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They wanna get your moms before sunday service |
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They wanna get your pops before he goes to work |
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Even though he's a doctor or world expert |
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Yo they ripped your baby sister and threw her |
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In the ditch with your brother mitch |
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He's an inside snitch |
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He told brothers where you rest and where you be |
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Now you upset |
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You wanna flea the country and lay low |
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In the east with this girl named mes |
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Yo she works for the beach you and her in peace |
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She's a snake, all she do is hustle weight |
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Take the money and break |
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Sell it back up state |
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You can't sleep |
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So you keep your hand on your steel |
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Watch your back before a brother gets killed |
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