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[Daz] That I exposed, my hundred seventy-five flows The inkling of a sect, suspect me This assemblies and less than two verses I`m able to disengage mics And chew MCs up like Mike & Ikes When I recite they like two flips I sink MCs like ships With my nocturnal vibes, mandatory eclipse There`s no comparison, I embarrassment Cause microphone harassment Here`s where the fear and terror spin I`m hit brick, decipher these look-a-like MCs Claimin` they rock mics like nights for days So I`m able to have more to perform I explode on the mic like C-4 I eliminate ya fool microphones These limited the amount of opponents Step on the microphone I show em` Over and over, these weird situations Enter in the gladiation, now they facin` [Chorus] Last night I had a dream and it just made me realize That folks don`t give a damn about me (They don`t care) So many haters on the scene, can`t stand to see me on the rise But I`m gon` still remain the same, you best believe We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta oh (Now that`s gangsta) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta oh (Now you know that`s gangsta) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta oh (Now that`s gangsta) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta oh (Get cho` ass on the floor) [SKG] If I wanna fuck a homie I would, ya best believe that Wanna call me reg, show ya girl where the cheese at Niggas roll and shit, hatin` on a young bitch Cause flow I cop or the spots I rock I`m still classy, playa like me I keeps it jazzy Still keep it gangsta whether not I`m gettin` sassy Got a beeper, fly out and release my profile Or my click bust eighty for all you busters actin` shady Fake ass ballers wanna-be shot callers Think y`all holdin` clout, niggas runnin` they mouth It`s still Death Row mackin` when gangs start crackin` Askin` all you cats in this game yo what`s happenin` Hoes talk about they cockin` back, bustin` guns Knowin` damn well heat is on deck, you cowards run Hated by many, yo we loved by few You ain`t gotta like us homie but respect what we do I`ll buck y`all niggas then bust y`all niggas Set chu` niggas up then wet chu` niggas up Seen a jazzy hoe steppin` out with the gators Hold up haters I`m executin` all the fakers Lettin` all you cats know I just wanna fuck you Back to ya wifey, it`s her job to love you I`m lookin` for my baby daddy, what`s he got He old enough to cum, he old enough to get fucked Yeah, SKG Death Row mackin` the new bitch in town That`s how I get down [Chorus] [Kurupt] If I had a million dollars then I`d be rich If ya ho was on deck then I fuck yo bitch It`s Gotti in the cut with the Don Corleone And Dillinger with the hollow tip chromes Catch ya and travel, leave ya flabbergasted Stalkin` y`all walkin` caskets Hit the spot where the smokers hold Low and behold, the tightest composition composed Can ya catch it, I threw my thoughts like a quarterback So when they ain`t around, I angle murder and slaughter act React, actions speak louder than words But ain`t nothin` more important than vision I`ve seen optical collisions corrupted I`m spontaneous when I combusted melon Can`t escape a lyrical felon Excellin` in the out, like it`s in from smokin` the bong Koran Don, set to explore like napalm Cataclysmic, with a habit to form collisions Various visions, intellect sharp enough to injure Like incisions with the deadliest intentions To grab the heat and bust niggas into different dimensions I had thoughts, had thoughs of electricity Murdered by millions of volts I got a forty cal cold I`m all about business Life ain`t what it seems in two seconds I peeped the red beam, I tried to dodge Grabbed the chrome plate, I dumped once But I was two seconds late cause the size I was Was the first mistake My moms came and shook me I didn`t awake Cause in my position that`s the chance ya take In the dream, in the world with no way to escape [Chorus]
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