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[Opio]
I told `em - they wouldn`t listen! I told `em - I tried to tell `em I told `em - they wouldn`t listen! I told `em - I tried to tell `em Yo, I`m deep in the cosmos, almost light years But I`m right here, never by queers, it`s all old Dwellin in the chairs of the balcony, shoutin these vo-cals, so loud, they blow out the whole crowd Thousand weak minds try to come my way Only talkin sodomy and gunplay, I`m like a sun ray Rhymes pure energy, aligns with energy And some say the chemistry is like the death penalty It`s me, unfair, cause you trapped and snared in a system designed to collapse you player (look over there) Mathematicians and astrophysicists try to calculate my position, I`m on a mission for collision `til all skyscrapers on the earth quake Shifting continental plates with my mental straight (great) I`m a natural, fuckin up your high like a bad capsule or sniffin ya with crushed glass (oh no) The hole in [Chorus] the ozone layer gettin thinner The world is movin faster, everything is quicker - they wouldn`t listen! I won`t slip or fall `til I hit the hall of fame Or die in vain, they can`t stop the strain I tried to tell `em - it was all the same `til the coppers came Even Cochran sayin they cain`t stop us mayne I told `em - they wouldn`t listen! I told `em - I tried to tell `em [Opio] Bitches hate me; callin me a egomaniac But women love me; admire how my brain reacts and adapts to, each situation Scenarios I`m facin, those lariats and chains could not restrain, the way I slice through the air like a kingfish, or a bullet when you squeeze triggers from the heater sizzler, in the grasp of an insecure man He`ll end up with blood on his hands Get on the stand start snitchin the intricate details Cause in jail he`s the same as a female! I tell chicks - YO, send me a e-mail Just because I`m worldwide, don`t blow up my NexTel Sex sells, so without a video with all them silly hoes I wonder would he go gold or get ten sales? Me, I see about thirty thousand They still be bumpin my shit in urban housing Now, multiply that by five You`ll see I`m not greedy, rapper survival So I`m libel to pat your pockets if you don`t got my dough Show promoters like Frasier and Niles Suckers, manic-depressives, don`t try it We don`t need a silencer or a side door Get stole on and stomped right there on the floor Hardcore, or hard wood, or linoleum, or carpet Don`t start it, we throwin `em Wet `em up with petroleum then bounce rock skate to the Waldorf Astoria, with chitlins from Georgia That want a late night orgy and more euphoria - I told `em [Chorus]
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