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I'll admit, I was a wild seed I was a kid
Slangin' dope, Shroomz and droppin' lots of sin
visions would ensue my view
Feelin' the alter-states as they my fate

But I [Incomprehensible], all that shit brought it up
I came short and afford to store it up
So I to record it on audio
The of Luis Mario

Somethin' that's unbelievable,
That the shit I set out to do was achievable
But alas, look at all the shit come to
While we remained strong, others like glass

'Cause you lack style, and you need all the help
'Cause you're fragile, and it should say it on cover
This up, for the celebrity
Who lacks intelligence, integrity,

Oh, it's true, I got you in an angle like
But don't go gettin' your feelin's hurt
I many bars of heat, that burn like a furnace
I pour rhymes out like spillin' out your dermis

I got my 9 millimeter at my waist,
I got my shotgun in the escalade,
If you feel groggy then jump and get sprayed,
I wanna but you dug your own grave, papa

I got my 9 millimeter at my waist,
I got my in the escalade, papa
If you feel groggy then and get sprayed, papa
I don't wanna but you dug own grave, papa

You know me and you've grown me
And if I had a big pad, I'd take you all home with me
I don't walk around with bodyguards, not me
I'm out with the people of my posse

to have a lot of enemies with bad intentions
Spreadin' gossip like disease, creatin' lots of
People turn around you become a star it seems
But others hate you all you've fulfilled all your dreams

They smile in your face and act like wrong
When you turn your back, they hate, and one of your songs
Why don't you take your mask off, me in the eye?
You afraid I might blast-off and call you on your

Take a deep one, and son
Retribution comes around more than once, like a
You're a cheap one to kill, so son
You're another one who gets thrown in the quay, son

I got my 9 at my waist, papa
I got my in the escalade, papa
If you feel groggy jump and get sprayed, papa
I don't wanna but you dug own grave, papa

I got my 9 millimeter at my waist,
I got my in the escalade, papa
If you feel groggy jump and get sprayed, papa
I don't wanna but you dug your own grave,

You know they in your face
You know they try to space
I let you punks know you safe
'Cause you you're just dead-weight

But at the day they gettin' stalled out for some reason
But not from me, because it's punk-hunt
Charged high-treason, I'm easin' the blow never
[Incomprehensible], that you're leasin', ain't gonna forever

So think that, is it worth the pain?
you flirt with pain, bitch you don't hurt your brain
But thick-headed, numskull and rick said it
"It was the moment you feared, when my spreaded"

I got my 9 millimeter at my waist,
I got my shotgun in the escalade,
If you feel groggy jump and get sprayed, papa
I don't wanna but you dug own grave, papa

I got my 9millimeter at my waist,
I got my shotgun in the escalade,
If you groggy then jump and get sprayed, papa
I wanna but you dug your own grave, papa

You they smile in your face
You they try to take space
I let you punks you ain't safe
You know they just wait

You they smile in your face
You know they try to take
I let you know you ain't safe
You know they can't wait