[Verse 1]
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It's a must that I bust any strap ya hand ta me
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It's inherited, it runs in the family
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Niggaz in the town got pounds of beef
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Threaten a niggaz life, make it sound so sweet
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I peel 'em back like corn-on-the-cob, cap peel 'em
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Make 'em sound like a whore on the job
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Witta Mac in the backpack, fulla that crack sack
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Gettin' it off (Better have my muthafuckin money)
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Bitch where my siccmade 'til I die shit, nobody saw
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So I was able ta wipe the blood off the hallway walls
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Ain't got nothin ta live for
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Can't even trust a bitch, might have ta leave her alone
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Ma had ta dig a ditch, shit so rigorous
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Dealin' wit hataz, snitchaz, and bitchaz, get they brains gone
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Find a new home, you one life is gone
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Cuz I'm O-One, check the clock
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And if these walls could talk, muthafuckaz'll be shot
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I'm about ta go 51-50, got nobody wit me
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Stressed out like Whitney, Bobby Brown, weed and whiskey
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Smokin' Newports, no support
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But like Too Short I keep it goin'
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Shootin' up forts, who in this sport wanna fuck wit me
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Come on the court, rippin' out insides
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Puttin' stains on thangs, that's when I rip-ride
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And I slip-slide through the Gardens witta bloody t-shirt, it won't hurt
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Look at this way, 6 feet deep in the dirt won't hurt
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Flirtin' wit murda, I leave 'em unheard of
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And I'm sicca than period pads drippin'
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All over your hands gettin'
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The back seat or the trunk, it's your choice
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Dead or alive, smothered and fried
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The way you better uncover your eyes, I'm in the skies
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Witta 9 tryin' ta take out your spine
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Nobody know crime, throw up that sicc sign
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And strike hard like stricc-nine
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No recovery, you other G niggaz betta duck
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Leave you in the tuc stuck
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Psycho, off the wall like Michael
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Always paranoid cuz I be blowin' out that nitro
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All day, every day, murda spray, got you in Glad Bags
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Headed for the pad, and you can ask my dad
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I was a scavenger, 14 years old eatin' scabs
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Graduated ta nigga meat, but I don't wanna brag
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Fuck Jeffry Dohmer, he a muthafuckin fag
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I got nigga nuts and guts in the bag, draggin' 'em ta the pad
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[Chorus]
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(Corpse came ta dinner)
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Ziplock, body-bag, toe-tag, wet t-shirt, black mask
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Ziplock, body-bag, toe-tag, wet t-shirt, black mask
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(Corpse came ta dinner)
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Ziplock, body-bag, toe-tag, wet t-shirt, black mask
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Ziplock, body-bag, toe-tag, wet t-shirt, black mask
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(Corpse came ta dinner)
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Ziplock, body-bag, toe-tag, wet t-shirt, black mask
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Ziplock, body-bag, toe-tag, wet t-shirt, black mask
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(Corpse came ta dinner)
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Ziplock, body-bag, toe-tag, wet t-shirt, black mask
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Ziplock, body-bag, toe-tag, wet t-shirt, black mask
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[Verse 2]
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Fuck under the influence, I'm hella fucked up
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Swervin' down the freeway, spillin' my cup
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Tryin' take you out this rap on the Underbelly
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He ain't shit, he 'bout ta be in the trunk smelly
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By me and my Relly, you never know
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Whatever tho, I got auto magazines and that weak intro
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What you got against me?
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Don't you know I rip niggaz up, turn 'em ta minced meat
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Well if you got some sense, beat it, like raw eggs
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I used ta have hella homies, now they all hate
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But I'ma leave it alone, I'm on my own like a voodoo nigga
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If a nigga want ta get ate, what would you do nigga
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I was too cool wit 'em, group of niggaz and they tripped on me
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Gave 'em a little bit of fame, then they dipped on me
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But you know, it's all in the game, tell the crip homie
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Ta hit 'em witta slug in the brain, that's what you get from me
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Crash dummy, your careers defected
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And you ain't sold a record last time I checked it
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You just keep knockin', I feel disrespected
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Now your neck got disconnected by the Lynch Hung necklace
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Hey, I leave 'em red, and I don't eat the head
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Let the Tec spit and chop niggaz down ta the ground like Judge Dread
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Come up in the door lookin' just like a fed
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And you call yourself a rap vet
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Get out the bed, and let me fuck her like she should be fucked
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All in the butt, wit the 9 milly, swallowin' nut
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And you see me in black clothes, creepin' from the back
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Don't know how ta act, black blankets fulla Mac's
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I use 'em for nutsacks and full body sack |