Tonalité : F minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I was voted most
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likely to have a psychiatric evaluation
Let's start the process of elimination
Fm
This dedication is for niggas
with the green buddha
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The bandula,
six-shooter to your suit coolers
Fm
Now how this feel? Cold
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black steel up in your grill
This hollow point lead gon'
be your last meal
Fm
Say your prayers, say your graces
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Pieces of your face is found in
a hundred different places
Fm
Huh, so what we lookin' like? We tryin'
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to see some hoes to fuck tonight
And you just tryin to see the afterlife
Fm
Make a decision before
we have a head-on collision
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collision
Makin' me spend the rest
of my life in prison
Fm
See I can only play the cards
I was given
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Multiplication division whatever
you got to break mines off
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like the U.S. government did to Microsoft
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Like Xzibit in some pussy with
the lights turned off
Verse 2
It's like
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I'm just livin' to fulfill my dreams
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I'm just tryin' to have
the best of things
Fm
None of y'all can't take shit from me
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Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin' for free
Fm
So I'ma ride 'til the wheels fall off
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while all the rest get weak and go soft
Fm
Your petite style, can get you beat down
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My heat's loud,
Verse 3
have you huggin' on the street now
Fm
Niggas keep askin' me how does it feel
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How does what feel? Not havin'
to scrape for a meal?
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Not being locked down to
a fucked up deal?
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The biggest man in Los Angeles
is not Shaquille
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We had to reinvent the wheel,
draft new blueprints
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Made a whole album,
spent HALF what you spent
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Then sent the rest to my people to invest wit it
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Custom fitted, if you want it nigga,
come and get it
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And I suggest you bring a million
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niggas runnin' wit it
Split it, feel it, hit it it's hot, look
Fm
I ain't gon' stop 'til everybody's
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shot
Muammar Khadaf's the dot,
X mark the spot
Fm
with an infrared to your head,
left for dead
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Fuck the feds, flee the country then
grow some dreads (ya mon)
Fm
I suggest you keep your distance,
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for instance, the same distance
It takes to get to the next solar system,
Fm
motherfucker
Verse 4
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I'm just livin' to fulfill my dreams
I'm just tryin' to have
the best of things
Fm
None of y'all can't take shit from me
C
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin' for free
Fm
So I'ma ride 'til the wheels fall off
C
while all the rest get weak and go soft
Fm
Your petite style, can get you beat down
C
My heat's loud,
have you huggin' on the street now
Verse 5
Fm
Strike one, when a nigga talkin
shit with his hands
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Strike two, gettin' caught in the wrong
place with your pants down
Fm
Strike three, tryin' to fuck
with the D-O-double-G
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D-are-E, or or or or or or any
of my Alkaholik family
Fm
Huh, Xzibit turn your vital
signs to a straight line
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Never seen a dog bite
and bark at the same time
Fm
Restless, rugged, never relaxed
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Permanently owe you
motherfuckers backs like tax
Fm
Baseball bats and breaks
upside of your head
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Homey still gettin'
swoll off water and bread
Fm
I got this, retaliation,
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for any situation I'm facin'
And leave the stage with a standin' ovation,
Verse 6
it's like
Fm
I'm just livin' to fulfill my dreams
C
I'm just tryin' to have
the best of things
Fm
None of y'all can't take shit from me
C
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin' for free
Fm
So I'ma ride 'til the wheels fall off
C
while all the rest get weak and go soft
Fm
Your petite style, can get you beat down
C
My heat's loud,
have you huggin' on the street now
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