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DJ On Point] The name of this shit right here is called

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I'm on the and I'm looking in
I can see through you, see true colours
Inside you're ugly, ugly me
I can see through you, see through the you

[Joe
Lemme talk to real quick
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Niggaz said the only cat I about is myself
When shit's thick, don't whereabouts but myself
When you're faced with it all and your against the wall
You'll be but all you hear about is yourself
Tell me what you supposed to do yourself ain't reliable
You're lookin' in the mirror but yourself ain't
Need another nigga yourself on the side of you
listen to yourself, all he do is lie to you
Now tell me who's supposed to have your best
When shit ain't lookin' up, you start havin' intrest
Tryin' to leave the hood but the slugs commin'
Keep chasin' the buck but the buck keep
I trust nobody, I don't love nobody
I fuck with nobody but me, I can't lose
No moves'll be funny and I never let myself
How so? I don't expect too from me

I'm everything the hip hop critics try and
Got no problem bringin' out the shit hip hop
So I do the shit for the blind, they can't see
You write some substance and sometimes can't read
Needle in the haystack, hidden the most
So fly, down to earth, he's so cool to
A regular hood nigga he's two the most
And he's so smart, he's stupid. Still a to most
Tell me how could so sane, be so off
So normal, he's not. It's so strange, so lost
And you're for someone to blame, there's no fault
Now you're all this pain, there's no source
Eyes open, I can't blink right now, I can't think now
Bartender, I need a right now
Pen movin' but there's not enough ink now
Not a you can't sink right now

T-shirt filthy nigga, eyes like a guilty nigga
Beard look like he's a nigga
Fistball like somebody tryna steal me
I my heart out on wax, you gotta feel me nigga
And no over the that can heal me nigga
Gun cocked there's some nigga tryna kill me nigga
And try whatever it is you deal me nigga
'Lest they got some new that might grill me nigga
I pull out break me off, peel me nigga
The games short like I owe you, bill me
Unless you're a thick bitch that appeal to me nigga
Naw beat me down, don't drill me nigga
I'm like really nigga, I'm too ill to niggaz
How long you think games gonna conceal me nigga
Even if I don't scan a few milly my
I fell and I got up and I'm still me

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