![]() , dick-suckin' lips (Ha) Why don't you let the late, great veteran live? ![]() ![]() ![]() (I) Fuck with your soul like ether (Will) Teach you, the king, you know you (Not) God's Son across the belly (Haha) (Lose) I'll prove you lost already (Uh) Ayo, pass me the weed (Tsk, there you go) Put my ashes out on these niggas, man (Ain't no doubt) Ayo, you faggots, y'all kneel and kiss the motherfuckin' ring (I) Fuck with your soul like ether (Will) Teach you, the king, you know you (Not) God's Son across the belly (Lose) I'll prove you lost already I've been fucked over, left for dead, dissed and forgotten Luck ran out, they hoped that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten Y'all just piss on me, shit on me, spit on my grave (Uh) Talk about me, laugh behind my back, but in my face Y'all some well-wishin' (Bitch niggas), friendly-actin', envy-hidin' snakes With your hands out for my money, man, how much can I take? When these streets keep callin', heard it when I was sleep That this Gay-Z and Cock-a-Fella Records wanted beef (What?) Started cockin' up my weapon, slowly loadin' up this ammo To explode it on a camel (Haha) and his soldiers I can handle This for dolo and his manuscript just sound stupid When KRS already made a album called Blueprint (Dick) First Biggie's your man, then you got the nerve to say That you better than B.I.G.
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