i used to hug da corner,servin' cats
flippin' paks just ta' hit poppy bak for another pound of dat blak
balancin' beams at dese clowns as a counter attack
for dudes dats fooled, by da work shoes and da slacks
looks are deceivin', i told em' wat dat tuff talk get
i back da mac out,sat and watched da tuff talk switch
and dey wonderd how i went red raggin' on loc blocks
fillin' up blak bags with dey stash in da coke spots
if a nicca flinched he got popped,the way dat i'd throw shots
then have to go lay low cause da' buildin' was so hot
i'd get @ anybody who stept it didn't matter ya gender
sam,pat,patty,or brenda blades ull hit u like blenders
i'd be da' one carryin' on even when u surrender
da' reason white flags waved yet dey said dey was killuz
i was trained by dem days to be a fukin' gorilla

**in my famly wasn't no southern comfort so @ fiteen i hit da block and found some guns to run wit
**from my moms wasn't no kissin',huggin'-an' da streets replaced my daddy in this game of thuggin'

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I'm like CHUCKy dyin' to live in the flesh free of the BATTERY,
ASSAULT n ROBBERY rapidly,wishin' cupid would clap at me
N lift this evil spell so I can experience happilly evil backwards-see(down there)
EVIL............backwards =............LIVE