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Verse 1
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Picture this,
the motherfuckin' nigga
rollin' posse, deep killin'
Coolin' with my boys,
hittin' up the streets
Snuggle -headed niggas
rollin' barbed wire with nothin' set
Shit, time to lay another
nigga down to rest
Red lights, yellow lights,
green lights, red and blue
Boys in blue,
lockin' niggas up to find the truth
They let my homie out of jail
But before he gets me stuck,
I gots to go and fuck his bitch
But I don't fuck you if
you don't try to fuck me
Fuck a bunch of noobs,
that's how it is living in the streets
Ghetto nigga, ghetto bitch, ghetto son
Ghetto house, ghetto car,
ghetto motherfuckin' gun
Yeah, the lyrical mic's
gettin' fat off the bat
But the motherfuckin' rhyme's not a stat,
it proper
So niggas better tighten up your collars
I'm psyched like a psych,
cause all I hear is bloody hollers
His dog when I'm ashin',
him and kids I'm smashin'
Nigga forced to struggle,
so I'm dirty like a trash can
Oh, so now you know just how it
goes for a nigga, bro
B to the F to the G,
real motherfuckin' psycho
And it don't stop, and it won't stop
And it don't stop, and it won't stop
And it don't stop, and it won't stop
And it don't stop, and it won't stop
Maxin', taxin', real nigga passion
Mocked, man, it sucked from the
hood of a fraction
Bouncin', scroungin',
came up a nigga, bro
Tossed in the ghetto,
born and raised as a killer though
St. Paul assassin,
underrated black man
Locked in the world of a psych,
so I'm jackin'
Terrorism on slow,
mad from the jump start
Nigga bussin' up,
flip it up like a pop tort
Night stalkin' predator,
lyrical competitor
Wicked, I light him up like a
Vietnam veteran
Gunnin' like a soldier,
hard like a boulder
Books gotta left,
cause the bullshittin's over
Niggas can't fave me,
bitches can't fave me
Love it when they talk,
cause in the end they can play
G .M. quick like a whip,
blast, rugged with a whip
Rap skins get torn,
cause I flip em like a flapjack
Underground master,
D .M .G. the kingpin
Callin' on the wax,
cause I'm raw with an ink pen
I'll impart rhyme skills, floats,
I can match em
Hazardous in many ways,
lyrics I can back em
So now you know just how it goes
for the nigga road
So now you know just how it goes
for the nigga road
So now you know just how it
goes for the nigga road
Fleet to the M to the G,
real motherfuckin' stripes, yo
And don't stop, and it won't stop
And it don't stop, and it won't stop
And it don't stop, and it won't stop
And it don't stop, let my gas pop, yeah
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