Yo,y-o y-o, y'all wanna know sumthin about me check,check this out Don't nobody love me cause of 7 M-i-l-e Got one million enemies, a uzi in my Pelle Every nigga in the industry know they can't say shit Yo game is brand new, my shit is fuckin ancient Paint cha picture when I hitcha getcha fitcha for the slitcha My eyes bloodshot red, gone off liquor Get me higher than a muthafucka waiting on doomsday I'm shutting shit down like a Y2K Keep a AK close, just in case I gotta toast And have me a radio disc jock roast Most muthafuckas know, automatic with the static Bumping Triple 6,my voodoo and black magic It's a tragic accident, my telekinesis is sent To know the difference between an angel and a serpent Wanna be a murder merchant,police keep illegal searching Caught with possession on ya person 'll have ya head hurting Telly Savales by Natas
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