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My ideas are mine when i begin to write
still get my money the old fashion way  
work hard for mine 11 till 7
 
Its so hot make the sweat rise wet the ceiling.
 
smokin drinking passin out
 
 im with the knowledge to keep the block  from slippin
 
 this shit might get reckless
 
 false foes in the game is overwhelming
 
 kill devils with metal from the beretta
 
 ya know got a big ole ratchet tho
 
I try to talk to the inquisitive youth
 
 cause i be spittin the truth
 
 take it with me into the booth 
 
keepin it real in life look im living proof 
 
they got the dropout keepin kids in the school 
 
see time and time again be thinkin about the future
 
That's my word that's for sure
 
 It's a funny sight for real the people like you still
 
 I've been through many times In which I thought I might lose it
 
 You wake up cold  and wounded playing my music
 
You can call this my new shit
 
Someone who knew what they doin'
 
And people who never even knew me try to act like they knew me
 
 I Bet That They Knew It Cuz In My Mind I Play Through It
 
Yea most people never even been in a fight or a war
 
 In other words don't let traditions fool ya gotta let them Scriptures school ya
 
  sold meth weed crack now his revelations spoken thru rap
 
 Where the nitrous oxide and balloons at
 
 Sell a lot of records I respect it and salute that
 
Once I stood on the block on loose cracks to produce stacks 
 
 
 
 Talkin reckless on my line now that's a tecnical foul
 
Shit I grassy knoll and hilltop him it's all political now
 
I don't see many people down
 
 We don't touch the ground See a cloud with my name in it
 
AK is my heat 8th Day in the street till I lay six feet deep
 
You get your eyes swole up I'm on my straight grizzly
 
 Basically it ain't nothing great in me
 
 don’t care thou u takin it im givin it we breakin it
 
U still fake  it
 
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