Virgin bitches
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With rockin' clitches
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Gettin' riches
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Snitchin' and trippin' your way into the here at
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The devil carried the cross to Christ
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On the back of a black angelic hood rat
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On an anti low jack crack hat
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I'm humble
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But I'll rumble
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With any given devil
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On any given level
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But must I put into effect
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And black caught ???
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No don't test me
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Checks from the ass to the throne
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Grown, I'ma do it my way
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Oh, by the way, I don't play
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So what you say about this lost and found
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In lust but bound
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To get the stacks
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From the last sex acts
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Sack the Government tongue kissed the devils daughter
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And sent native daughters to the slaughter
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The last six chapters of an anti-nigga knock
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Entitled life in the fast lane
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Like death, in the last lane
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I live, until the day I die
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I live, until the day I cry
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I'm dead, the day I lie
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I'm not takin' pay off's
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And lay off's
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Knockin' G's off
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From the tip off
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Less academic callories
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Hope to make a high price salary
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I got 40 acres to comphiscate
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I got a mule that can't wait to ???
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On who gets paid
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And who gets layed
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And who gets saved
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And who gets sprayed
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By burnt pale faces
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Fiends in high places
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Faces and faces chasin' traces and cases and cases of case suits
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Gettin' loot
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In a two piece multi national corporation noose
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Around the neck of his pops
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Got locked and dropped by a dirty cop
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Stop
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I got an attitude how do you figure
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Am I supposed to be a nigga
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Am I supposed to be a nigga
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Am I supposed to be a nigga
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Am I supposed to be a nigga
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Sudden Death (Interlude)
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| Public Enemy |
