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Told ya soldier
Fell to the ground folgers
Couldnt the boulder
dancer paralyzed for an answer

In the hip hop game but the rap got
Tumors poppin from the of rumors
Generation X be the end of boomers
Is the next generation for doom

Control the and you got a got a
Truck fertilizer blowin up the spot
Think its the borderlines hot
Check the passports tap the

Surprise they home
And one of fuckin own
Its dat same ol shit, dat ol game
that same ol gang up to that same ol thing

Now what I see say you me
I pour a of LSD

I dont know what yall about
But if you know I know
You better strap on seatbelt
Cause you in for a long

Now I be damn I a man
Figure I never myself a nigger to get Benjamin
Whats love got to do wit you got
Not a whole lot, no forgot oh shit is hot

Spendin all the for clothes
Wit a sign foreclosed on the mud
in dominoes

Now the tell tales how the dead bled and fled
Now they up in the bed
Instead they seize us Jesus
Married to the mob did a sloppy job in

Lord had mercy wanna me
New world order got my ass drownin in the
Now you stuck to the west
That to the east is phat, ATL be krunk dirty south

Thirty thou trunks
Try to pass the but to the rest they flunk
Now what be indebted, better get it
times and raps aint never comin back

No future a pass, I kick ass
Rock the sox off a box
Is it any wonder why the flavor got?
Between a verse my jaw lox

I set the bomb the R and B scene
Go the grain run up on the train
And so I parallel the brains of
As hip hop made em spill the champagne

Make it the sound remains insane
the same no holes closin up the lane
Dont ask no on the simple level
Can the magic get Shaq back, get Van exel

Bold rap fuck whatcha heard
Not no lost and found nouns or half ass
funk power moves ruffs
I aint been cuckoo for no coco puffs

LSD, set it free make em see the
Rather try at 37 die at 26

Lawyers no accountants no royalties
Lie for a lie, I em in the eye
History speaking should die
Kissed the and made them all cry

A new rap song and a real by
Why o why did the die
The narcs and the feds got the niggas fraid
of the aids got the bitches afraid

The goddamn man got you afraid
Social service got your afraid
Scared of the before a niggas black
of you say nigga before you say crack

You got no back is what you
Just say and Ill see where your ass is at