[Shyheim]
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"Sup, how was your ride."
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"It was long, but I'm aiiight."
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"True, true."
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"So you takin care of yourself in here?"
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"No question, I gets down for mines."
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"Yeah I know, I heard a lot about you."
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"Word? I'm sayin tho-"
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"Anyway, if you don't mind me askin, how'd you get into alla this?"
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"Yo, it's a long story..."
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I started off light, knockin off y'all packs for this kid Pat
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He told me to take 30 and bring him the rest back
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It didn't take long for my clientele to swell
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Snitches started to tell, broke niggas was jail
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Cause they couldn't outhustle me so they tried to muscle me
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But I ain't pussy y'all I leave em dead like a Kennedy
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Took a half a year to get a half a brick
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My own shit, now I make profit on every flip
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No more hand-to-hands, I'm the big man now
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Push a black Land Cruiser, pack a chrome trey-pound now
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I'm smellin all the animos in the air
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Pat spreadin rumors that he gonna take me outta here
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What the fuck the bloodclot thinkin
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My plan's to roll up in an old black Lincoln and leave him dead and stinkin
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And I'm a man of my word, word
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I seen him on the curb smokin herb
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I made the Continental swerve
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And hopped out and started lettin off shots
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And didn't stop until I seen his body drop
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Then a nigga like me just skated
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I know he was packin steel, that made it drug-related
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YouknowI'msayin
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Chorus: (2x)
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Things happen so keep your eyes open
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Sheisty ones be scopin
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That's why guns we be totin
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Things happen so keep your eyes open
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Sheisty ones be scopin
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I'm on the run from po-po
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Some crab niggas pulled the bitch move
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My blood pressure's high but I play it calm and smooth
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Everybody's my enemy, can't trust no one
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The last time I trust a trust I almost got done
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So keep your eyes open and beware of the ruckus
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Cause life ain't nothin but thirsty, grity muthafuckers
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I ran with niggas that will kill ya warm dead
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Keep it real is who I pumped into them niggas little heads
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My granddad, he used to call me Killer now I am
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Everybody where I used to chill, fuck them
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My mind was playin tricks on me shorty
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Once I was like "Turn yourself in and do the time" (yo fuck that)
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The pigs wanted five, tell my moms I love her
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And stay strong and don't fall
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I'm in the hands of the Lord
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Chorus (2x)
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Things Happen
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| Shyheim |
