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I'll admit, I was a wild when I was a kid
Slangin' dope, poppin' Shroomz and droppin' of sin
Psychedelic visions ensue my view
Feelin' the as they altered my fate

But I [Incomprehensible], all that distorted shit it up
I short and couldn't afford to store it up
So I began to it on audio
The autobiography of Luis

that's unbelievable, inconceivable
That half the shit I set out to do was
But alas, at all the shit come 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
side up, for the celebrity
Who lacks intelligence, integrity,

Oh, it's true, I got you in an like Kurt
But don't go your fuckin' feelin's hurt
I spit many bars of heat, that like a furnace
I rhymes out like 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 wanna but you dug your own grave, papa

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

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 walk around bodyguards, that's not me
I'm out with the people of my posse

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

They smile in your face and act like wrong
When you turn your back, they hate, and play one of songs
Why you take your mask off, look me in the eye?
You afraid I might and call you on your life?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You know they smile in your
You know they try to space
I let you know you ain't safe
You they just can't wait

You know they smile in your
You know try to take space
I let you know you ain't safe
You they just can't wait