Niggas Believe That//
Inside My Sleeve Track//
There ain't No gun to Give Feedback//
Do u Believe That?//
Questions Arise//
Like the Suggestion Of why//
a Man would leave a Mess Of a Ride//
It's put to Best if u Try//
Kill ya Heart and the rest Of U Die's//
Don't let Liqour and Stress Collide//
U will Confess to the Sky's//
That all the sins U committed//
Could Of been Prevented//
If Somebody would of took the Beef to End It//
But since u Told 5 Niggas wit Felons Committed//
To go Fire Up the Block in a Car Sented//
Now ya Heart Races and ya Face is Blood Scented//
U was a Wild Boy funny how Loud Lions get Timid//
I could care less about bein Convicted//
Lock Down In a Prison//
wit Fellow Victims//
all in the same System//
for Insane Tension//
Them is the Same Henchmen//
I'll meet on the Outside...Divise a Plan//
That starts wit One Man//
Average Fam//
No above the Human Species Control//
Make a Feices Of ya Soul//
Cuase u belive Whats on the CD spinnin on a Hole//
Is fiction and a Body Kikin wit no Bowel Control//
Is just Listenin//
Tune IN to the Real Life of these Yungsters//
and you'll find theres More than Garbage Bags in these Project DUMPSTERS//
U amongst The//
Livest Munsters//
All-Stars Of the Street League//
In Battle Fatigue//
that'll let Bullets Hit u...the Seat..then Blood drips on ya Car KEYS!

dats hot,i like it.damn i was looking for a best line but theyre all so damn good.end of story.

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