Tonalité : Bb minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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It's dread and city
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Complex, hell as shitty
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Ain't kiddin', at night am I bullshitin'
Slain spittin' in the face of
all you niggas bitchin'
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Fist mixin',
I'm freakin' it like a fool's chicken
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Flea flickin',
off the nuts of a roughneck chicken
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Slit stickin',
yeah only if it's fit for hittin'
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Probably like the kittens,
for the sex fully transmittin'
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Glock grippin', yes strictly
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when the crack is fillin'
Ain't forgettin',
my niggas that reside in trickin'
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The loot gettin',
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the system punani hittin'
The noise sendin',
the car jackin' fendin' bendin'
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The guy body,
that five percent that ain't sinnin'
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If blood is spillin',
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another nigga's trigger illin'
Ain't feelin',
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shit for the blacks he killin'
Unrevealin',
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that cracker up in Paddison
Who busted a criminal's mind
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for his pack in one
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I swear to God black
people bets to wisen up
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About the ex slave,
why he never gave a fuck
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You pick the cotton,
coffee beans and you cut the sugar
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But now in 95 an ex slave's
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a useless nigga
Mad fools get money, niggas do for self
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'Cause right now your future's
in the hands of someone else
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And I gotta mention that pigs cause
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hypertension
No superstition,
see all of this is non- fiction
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Sit back and listen,
to this one there's no intermission
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The honey dippin',
'cause she's essential to my clique and
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Styles killin', paradox to kick your grill in
I put skill in, this Hip- Hop
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shit I'm feelin'
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In every album,
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I put another fuckin' style in
Buck wildin',
'cause Hip- Hop is my isle and
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Two pussies, four, six, eight,
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ten, twelve pussies
Dead and buried
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It's very scary, to be fuckin' with every,
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nigga in me
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In these styles you won't come baby
I do them naturally
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Poor righteous teachin' into
the speaker while I'm speakin'
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In to teach you freakin',
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2 million blacks and Puerto Ricans
I ain't for greeting,
those that talk that tells the squeezin'
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Magazines and,
the souls of blacks for any reason
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So stop the treason of the culture
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devils you belief in
The envy, lust,
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that jealousy that reach the greedin'
It's the book y'all readin'
Now let yourself see that's succeedin'
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It isn't pleasin' to hear the
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reasons why you needin'
That's why you feedin',
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you children trick or treatin'
Worshippin' demons,
following these Europeans
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Christmas tree and easter
bunny basket weavin'
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You thanksgivin',
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the slaughter of the Indians
You ain't seein' the God
within my state of being
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And the dead spirits,
the reason why you ain't seein'
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You hold in, you feelings,
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blood got you in
Mistreatin', the Earth's the birth
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of spiritual reasons
Tongue freezin', powder sniffin',
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nose bleedin'
Wait leavin',
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at a New Jersey turnpike speedin'
Every weekend you come to
hear some rapper speakin'
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Some bullshit designed to
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keep your spirit shrinkin'
The sister's winkin' and I wonder
what she's really thinkin'
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Am I down for creepin'?
Wanna get me in between the sheets and
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I'm a married man,
got a wife and son and 20 sheep
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With a house and farm,
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because my peoples got to eat
Refuse to sleep and don't say
much 'cause talk is cheap
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Make conscious moves,
because I practice what I preach
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You know the drill the shit is real
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slang spit is comin' at cha
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In the 95 niggas
Outro 1
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