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I'll admit, I was a seed when I was a kid
Slangin' dope, poppin' and droppin' lots of sin
visions would ensue my view
Feelin' the alter-states as altered my fate

But I [Incomprehensible], all distorted shit brought it up
I came and couldn't afford to store it up
So I began to record it on
The autobiography of Mario

that's unbelievable, inconceivable
That the shit I set out to do was achievable
But alas, look at all the shit to pass
we remained strong, others broke like glass

'Cause you style, and you need all the help brother
'Cause you're fragile, and it say it on your cover
This side up, for the
Who lacks intelligence, integrity,

Oh, it's true, I got you in an angle Kurt
But don't go gettin' fuckin' feelin's hurt
I spit many bars of heat, that burn a furnace
I pour rhymes out coffee spillin' out your dermis

I got my 9 millimeter at my waist,
I got my shotgun in the escalade,
If you feel groggy then and get sprayed, papa
I don't wanna but you dug your own grave,

I got my 9 at my waist, papa
I got my in the escalade, papa
If you feel groggy then and get sprayed, papa
I don't wanna but you dug your own grave,

You know me and you've with me
And if I had a big enough pad, I'd take you all home me
I don't around with bodyguards, that's not me
I'm hangin' out the people of my posse

Used to have a lot of enemies bad intentions
Spreadin' gossip like disease, lots of tension
People turn around when you a star it seems
But others hate you all 'cause fulfilled all your dreams

They smile in your face and act like nothin's
you turn your back, they hate, and play one of your songs
Why don't you take your mask off, look me in the
You afraid I might blast-off and you on your life?

Take a deep one, and son
Retribution comes around than once, like a re-run
a cheap one to kill, so steep son
You're another one who gets thrown in the quay, son

I got my 9 millimeter at my waist,
I got my in the escalade, papa
If you feel then jump and get sprayed, papa
I wanna but you dug your own grave, papa

I got my 9 at my waist, papa
I got my shotgun in the escalade,
If you groggy then jump and get sprayed, papa
I don't but you dug your own grave, papa

You they smile in your face
You know try to take space
I let you punks you ain't safe
you know you're just dead-weight

But at the present day they gettin' out for some reason
But not from me, because it's season
with high-treason, I'm easin' the blow never
[Incomprehensible], you're leasin', ain't gonna roll forever

So think about that, is it worth the
When you with pain, bitch you don't hurt your brain
But thick-headed, numskull and rick said it
"It was the moment you feared, when my spreaded"

I got my 9 at my waist, papa
I got my in the escalade, papa
If you feel groggy then jump and get sprayed,
I wanna but you dug your own grave, papa

I got my 9millimeter at my waist,
I got my shotgun in the escalade,
If you feel then jump and get sprayed, papa
I don't wanna but you dug your own grave,

You know they in your face
You know they try to space
I let you punks know you safe
You know they can't wait

You know they smile in face
You know they try to space
I let you punks know you safe
You know they just wait