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

But I [Incomprehensible], all that distorted shit it up
I came short and afford to store it up
So I to record it on audio
The autobiography of Mario

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

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

Oh, true, I got you in an angle like Kurt
But don't go gettin' fuckin' feelin's hurt
I spit many bars of heat, that like 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 jump and get sprayed,
I don't but you dug your own grave, papa

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

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

Used to have a lot of enemies with bad
Spreadin' like disease, creatin' lots of tension
People around when you become a star it seems
But others hate you all 'cause you've fulfilled all your

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

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

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

But at the day they gettin' stalled out for some reason
But not from me, because punk-hunt season
Charged high-treason, I'm easin' the blow never
[Incomprehensible], that leasin', ain't gonna roll forever

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

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 don't wanna but you dug own grave, papa

I got my at my waist, papa
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,

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

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