Yeah, a lot of motherfuckers
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Be out here trying to act like
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They're so hard and shit
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But you always got to realize, nigga
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You ain't bulletproof
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And your body ain't bulletproof
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At any given time
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You can get your ass fucking blown the fuck off
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This motherfucking place the Earth
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So don't never think a nigga ain't watching
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I got somebody watching
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Yeah, you know what time it is
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[Lil Wyte]
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I'm a motherfucking...
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[Chorus - 2x]
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Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
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[3x]
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Static addict, static addict, crazy with the gun
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Gimme a Glock, gimme a 4-5
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And I would be straight
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Might make it through the day
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But by the night I'd need two AKs
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A couple of sets of extra clips
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And some ham sandwiches
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The po-pos know me
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And their used to my shananagans
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I run the set, man, causing chaos everywhere
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Wanna make a bet, man
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I'll have you pulling out your hair
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This is a have-to-do job
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But on a need-to-know basis
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Don't keep your eyeballs on the prize
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Don't keep up with the faces
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I roll with murderers, robbers
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Drug dealers, killers, and rapists
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Also an army on the porch
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With plenty rockets a'waitin
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Come test my patience, fool
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And find out how Lil Wyte will react
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I'll have these haters, fool
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Flopping like some fish on their back
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They got me fucked up
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I'm about to load them trucks up
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When I get crazy then you
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Just might feel some hot stuff
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This was not on my agenda
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I was just only playing
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But since you're testing my gangsta
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It's too damn late for praying
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[Chorus - 2x]
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Automatic gun fire busting at you hoes
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To get my point across
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You got raw bullet to your dome
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Is what I'm about to toss
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Sold me a short sack
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Now you about to feel the trauma
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Sulfuric acid, so clogged
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In a pine box for your momma
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What am I about to do
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Some says you already know
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Bring your family in this? No!
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I ain't as cool as you folks
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This shits between me and you
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But between you and me
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I got a feeling it might be all up to G-O-D
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And you can talk all of the trash
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You want it don't even matter
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As long as my album keep selling
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My pockets gonna get fatter
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I guess the static is because
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I am the chosen one
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Deadly circumstances come with job
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Better have your gun
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You might be found bleeding
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Seeking for the perpetrator
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Something tells me he real far
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And you won't find him, player
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Quit your crying, bitching
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And your whining, hating
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Faking, fronting
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I'll run your ass up up off the block
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'Cause I'm a motherfucking
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Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
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[3x]
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Static addict, static addict, crazy with the gun
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Static Addict
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Lil' Wyte |