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[Opio]
Pull over to the right I hear them sirens blarin 50 flyin down the avenue like the Red Baron Chasin after cousin in the white Xterra He crashed into a semi, that jacknifed when he veered left It appears the grim reaper at his doorstep Then he looked me dead in my eyes and said "you`re next" Musta cut like a scalpel and forceps The smell of brimstone in the air it was a warning [A-Plus] Never speak at a sucker with a weak bladder Like they ain`t even real, I see past them weak bastards Run for cover police blastin Homies had to carry you out like he`s had it Soft as bean salad, like you havin lunch with Michael Jackson up in his psycho mansion When the bible spin I`m fin` to begin, my final action Then I find woman willin to sin, for my attraction We the live brothers livin to win, we flyin past `em I`m Adam, first man, chillin with my fly madam [Opio] O-P-I-O, I see the psychopath Actin black to anglo-saxon, we read `em like Maxim [Chorus: repeat 2X] (Keep your eyes pealed) keep your boots laced (Keep your mouth shut) fake niggaz keep a new face (Keep your fingers crossed) keep the pot boilin (Keep the ball rollin) Hiero crew, yeah [Opio] I`m comin like a cup of dreal{?} I drop a C-note on the crap table, hit the hard ace so easily you weak as a parakeet, knees in you petty Smoke blowin like confetti, knock `em out like Freddie Foxxx It`s the green leaf, potent like Puerto Rican pussy Can`t go more than a week, it might push me to the edge Give me the brownie, or the cookie Now the space dank, I`m no rookie I got the seed in my fingernails and my follicles Forensic science, like the finest desert weed heads But I need bread, more head, it`s triangulation My favorite station KHRO We made our dough, independently, fuck the industry We bang tremendously, slangin on the internet We quick with the tongue like Felix Trinidad, with the knuckle sandwich Why pick up a gun, just use your damn fists (like this) [Chorus] - 1/2
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