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I can't say what I want to, even if I'm not serious. Things like.... "Fuck yourself, kill yourself, you piece of shit." People tell me what to say, what
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: I can't say what I want to, even if I'm not serious. Things like.... "Fuck yourself, kill yourself, you piece of shit." People tell me what to say
I can't say what I want to, even if I'm not serious. Things like.... "Fuck yourself, kill yourself, you piece of shit." People tell me what to say,
niggaz you touch me I blow up the micraphone like Marilyn Manson, you can't hush me Yeah [Khujo] Heat'll make anything move Even Tyson, can get laid down, with this tool
quick on the draw, same nine that I used when he thought I copped it and popped it at the same time Shit, carry tools, you gotta The streets is over-populated
ya Lose your face through picture glass, break and waste ya I'm the essence, of the use of violence Move in silence, HUSH, then I'll close your eyelids
in your trunk, weed laced with the blunt I puff, I never got snuffed, bust while I dust your monkey ass off then I just crush on the hush hush So if you
in your trunk, weed laced with the blunt? I puff, I never got snuffed, bust while I dust Your monkey ass off, then I just crush on the hush, hush So,
Betty Who know what to do with that chrome I give her I'm on the shitter Thinkin 'bout my bank account And how to make it bigger Then I grab the tool
Them lead showers is coming, f-ck is you sayin' [Eminem] F-ck, it's f-cking raining, shit, it's lightening Bitch, its thundering, cause I'm hushing
is quick on the draw, same nine that I used When he thought I copped it and popped it at the same time Shit, carry tools, you gotta, the streets is over
put 4 in yo whip Catch your girl in the club put nut in your bitch Niggas wanna see the Memph go and lose his cool Go and use his tool, nigga, use the
Da bigger dey are, da harder dey fall, and plus Da bigger da gun, da louder da sound wen it buss If I put a potato ova da hammer itll hush Times money
the sun was rising On the day that you were passing through The caravan you travelled in was crowded I didn't like the people around you Those people hushed
refuse to choose And candy blue's I cruise, cause if I snooze I lose And if I get out there bad, I just use my tools My mind and muscle, that helps me
