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Do you even know the reason for your blastin'?
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It's pointless. You grab your stainless, do your action he stay's motionless
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Because of your error, they label this era terror
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drop the coke and the mirror keep your nose clearer
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the outcome of what you've done shook slums of rivals
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from other sides with guns, soldier, and knives
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you took one of their lives and finished it
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now they decide they want to retaliate
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find you ass and even shit
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in memory of lost souls, in honor of their homeboys
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dying here in south los
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now don't even decide you want to hide
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if they find whothey're looking for, they shoot whoever's inside
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Your little street family
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they drive by your block and shot randomly
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you thinks it's best to test
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lead 'em on a quest not cease
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and in the end let one of your homeboys rest in peace
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I'm looking for you, i'm gonna get you back
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when i catch you on the street slippin'
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that ass is mine
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crazily all up in my face with your set trippin'
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and that ass is mine
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ahh sit murder clique jumping from behind the fence
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and that ass is mine
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the big payback i'm gonna get you muthafucka
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that ass is mine
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i'm living in southside, avoiding my death
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with cautious steps
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i might end up serving a point for someone's rep
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that's why a gun is kept i will employ its services
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if i need to stop their plot from being murderous
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can't be a victim of fool who stick 'em
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they walk through life with the wicked smiles and piles of loot
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don't hesitate to shoot in the quest for dead residents
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they're getting rich at the expense of dead presidents
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a lot of rascals causing deep fiascoes
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if you come across 'em avoid 'em; their mentality is
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blast those who ain't down with me
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they got something i want and i'll take it
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if they resist it's permanent sleep
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don't try to be brave; you'll end up in the grave
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it's quite impossible to reform thosewho misbehave
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crooks who took will continue to take
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leave shook with no question and then break
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no scene seems to break his trance of nice dreams
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for visine disguises the red so his eyes gleam
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another situation will arise
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until the instigator takes his turn to die
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in the south side
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I'm looking for you, i'm gonna get you back
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when i catch you on the street slippin'
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that ass is mine
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crazily all up in my face with your set trippin'
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and that ass is mine
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ahh sit murder clique jumping from behind the fence
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and that ass is mine
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the big payback i'm gonna get you muthafucka
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that ass is mine
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The Big Payback
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The Psycho Realm |