[Talking] Please...shit You know I know right? You know I know. I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Oh Lord, why did I have to live so many lies Forced to live my life inside my own mind My eyes don't cry no more so pray for Charged with my own conviction I paid for Can't take livin' a day more or even say more Wicked shit got bitches posin' like they Drew Berymore Earth spinnin', niggaz sinnin', the devil's steadily grinnin' Too much drama in this world and it ain't even in it It's the beginnin', I know you'd like to know if ya winnin' But it's all Reel Life and there ain't no pretendin' Situations you've been in got the world Earl Flynn'in You got the world Earl Flynn'in And I know
(Chorus) I know that you don't like me And wanna see me inside a C-A-S-K-E-T They say the only way to be a real MC Is to getcha head blew off and be D-E-A-D
I know [21x]
Aviation 30,000 feet up in the clouds 'Fallen Angel' from the Heavens, see they never allowed So I vow to kick it, Reel shit is wicket Notice the way I flow this when the venom's inflicted Bashin' for the blastin', the underground assassin Bitchass niggaz, you know I don't let they ass in Couple-a people I murder, couple-a people are friend But in the fuckin' end it's really all about the ends Oh shit, did you see that new fuckin' Benz I like them shits wit' the 20 inch rims I've been tellin' these fuckin' niggaz all the time on the do-low When you 'Boomin' for years, users wanna kill ya flow I know you hoe
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Everybody that's rappin' don't think these niggaz are cappin' 'Cuz when somebody die you already know what's gon' happen Now everybody wanna run around and be the killas I'm straight off the East Side, ain't none reala Peala nigga in a millisecond And can't no record tell you how I'm livin' The Unforgiven, suicide driven, underground and risen Screamin' 'Fuck prisons' all prisons, bitches, disses This is just a demonstration of how I control the situation Bullets penetratin', I still roll on a Dayton Wit' the .9 on the lap waitin', waitin', waitin' For ya ass to leap so I can putcha to sleep Shit's deep in these streets, let the pistol grip sweep Like a broom, but the boom will send you to ya doom 360 degrees back outcha mom's womb I know
