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They say that word is everything, everything in whose eyes?
Guys confuse lies with the truth the truth of true lies
My two eyes seen plenty of dudes die but i suvive(survive)
You guys cant walk in my shoes im not your shoe size
I flipped a few bricks, couple birds blew by
Coke white like it got blonde hair and blue eyes
Pies i move when im in the hood im a hoodalum
I jewelry shop my jewelry box remind me of jerusalem
Cats let they gat blast fast like a moosalum(muslim)
I call my nine ramadan when im introducing him
I smoke pot like snoop and them
Pockets fat like bruce bruce and them,
Fat man scoop and them
All my shooters i keep losin them
They either in a box or a cell block
Prosecution accusin them
Cats is rattin, prosecution confusin them
Of course to get rectified they go to court and testify
Lift they right hand on the stand,
Snitch on they right hand man
And blame it on the white man, damn,
I took a hundred grand out this white man hand
And gave him three k's like that white man klan
My band rockin out like a white man band-
My watch is rockin out like a white man band
Thats a joke i hope i dont offend my white man fans
The smoke is in the air like a high mans hands
The mic is a deadly weapon in the right man hands
Im not a hater but im not a tight pants fan
Tight pants i cant stand, i dress like a damn man
If you dress like the opposite sex you a damn tran(transvestite)
Aluminum bat, crack, grand slam
I might be in the bent(bentley), might be in the damn van
The turtle gettin top cause im freaky like cam's man(frekey zekey)
The truth be told, the whole industry is a damn scam
Ran by pricks with big heads like an nba jam man
Im the sandman, im a 'lac you a grand am
Fall back and get smacked with the back of my damn hand, man
I aint mumble neither you dont wanna rumble neither
Float like a butterfly, i be the bumble beat ya
Im a winter warmer and im a summer freezer
Shinin, black and white diamonds, jungle fever
Im a jungle lion, you a jungle zebra
You just run around the jungle, im the jungle leader
You just eat grass, cass eat fuckin zebras
So i dont need to hear nothin im off the fuckin meter
I aint bluffin neither, im on fire, got a fuckin fever
Im the hustler, you a fuckin diva
If lifes a bitch then fuckin leave her
Its like if you dont like living then, break up with her then
And once you break up you cant make up with her and
Start actin right, come back to life and live again
I live life like its sweet to the bitter end
Until im a heavenly citizen ima get it in

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