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It's the capital C, little A-N-I, capital B, U-S, whattup G
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Even from a distance I got a front row seat
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And I'm watchin what y'all don't see
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Listen up kids
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Your favorite artists are mafia bosses
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From the streets to the corporate office of they lawyers
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Niggaz got money and then they got hungry
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Got friends in powerful places just like Bugsy, but more ugly
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It's gon' get bloody, niggaz don't know
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the side of the street shit the TV don't show
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Tour buses full of weed and coke, gettin a hundred G's a show
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These niggaz got cheese to blow
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On the phone, governor hits, gotta hide they mothers and kids
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Talkin in code, watchin out for the feds
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Every day they address change
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Hoppin out of bombproof automobiles, from real jet planes
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The mainstream think they just rappin
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They don't have the eyes or ears to see or hear what's happenin
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I'm from an island where the skinny niggaz ride
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It's an island where the real skinny niggaz die
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Ask my nigga Spragga Benz, he'll tell you why
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We represent Jamaican pride
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It's a war bein fought on all levels, let me paint the picture
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It's the straights against the gays, but the gays is richer
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There's a lot of sexy beasts in the system that like men more than women
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Cause they spent so much time in the prison
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I can tell you what it is and what it isn't, this shit is subliminal
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Can't see it without the criminal vision
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Motherfuckers is livin a life nobody ain't filmin
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Thug TV, and it ain't for children
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Guns, sex, money and drugs, fuck your feelings
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Feds puttin smoke detectors with bugs in ceilings
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Niggaz hirin they own law enforcement
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Goin to court bent, dollars be talkin, drop the charges
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Don't forget, that nigga Shyne comin home soon
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And I +KNOW+ he hungry, I wonder what he gon' do
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If you can hear me cousin, I got my money on you
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What niggaz sayin in the streets is true, see you soon
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We can do somethin with Spragga B or Elephant Man
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When you come home, you see my shit is militant man
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I just came back from Belize, my uncle got married
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to this drug lord's niece, and bought a 36 karat marquis
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I'll holla at you, we'll discuss the plan
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I'm a soldier but I squeeze with a delicate hand
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The 50 cal cost fifteen thou'
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And I ain't stupid enough to say I got one, you figure it out
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It's a lot of nosy niggaz around
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That's why I moved the fuck out of New York to a less busier town
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With a 9 to 5, I still experience life on the finer side
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Hollerin ride or die
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Man of flesh with the eyes of God
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A concrete bunker protects my mind so I cry inside
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While I watch how the media designed the lies
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But real niggaz see eye to eye
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While fake niggaz run around lookin for another ride to buy
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With they lawyers co-signin the crime, I rhyme like
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there's a hundred million dollars on the line every time
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I'm ready to place a bet any time
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Empty a whole nine into any shield you hide behind
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to breach your contract with Father Time
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Just an old problem in the modern world, you see how these niggaz
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is thorough from borough to borough, I'll give you referrals
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7-1-8, 3-6-0, 2-5-1
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Send the last digit on a bullet through a barrel
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My hundred pound rucksack full of ammo and army apparel
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If a nigga REALLY wanna battle
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U Don't Cee
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