Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I'm a Crestland madman,
country club psycho
With a soul rifle and a hatred for the 5 -0
Their early death is normal,
so we smoke pericomo
Make the minutes move in slo -mo
Wild out for now,
cause when it end we really don't know
Youngstas have King Kong on they
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back before they grow old
And in my turf the streets so cold
Put this on the shopper that I hold
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Fuck with my Kent folks
and we be taggin' Yolk Toad
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Man, it's a rough life
I tuck gun, tuck knife
I bust back, bust once, bust twice
This 40 thing?
I tear off your bumper, it's my only gang
I call my thumper
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Nigga, I jump ya, all by myself
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With no help, if you die, oh well
No love felt
People, I'm a menace,
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it's Mackesy on the mic,
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we playin' tennis
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C -U -T -T -H -O -A -T
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Squares disappear when
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Cuddy's holler
Breezy's gon' scream,
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paramedics clean the scene,
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slay the lambs with SKs and they all 15s
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C -U -T -T -H -O -A -T,
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squares disappear when
Cudi's holler
Breezy's gon' scream,
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paramedics clean the scene,
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slay the lambs with SKs and they
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all want fiends
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I'm in the club VIP, with me theme,
feelin' the DJ rhythm rock swing
I'm searchin', lookin' for a guinea pig,
splat any wig
Strap with the mini -cig on Remy
Big, high -tech cyber Dre
McGyver, getaway driver
Always tighter than a po -po or the Feds
I'm ridin' some hypo with ported heads
Your boy with dreads,
I take the guys on one
Frozen goods? Why?
I'm gon' run, dumb outlaw
On a crooked path, tryna look at cash
Look at wood on the dash,
look at screens
Listen to the satellites, big appetite
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Nigga ain't act in' right
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I'm ill, so will you, smell it
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Mack and roll, tell them how to spell it
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C -U -T -T -H -O -A -T
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Squares disappear when
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Cuddy's holler
Breezy's gon' scream,
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paramedics clean the scene
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Slay the lames with us
K's and they all 15's
C -U -T -T -H -O -A -T
Squares disappear when
Cuddy's holler
Breezy's gon' scream,
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paramedics clean the scene
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Slay the lames with us
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K's and they all 1 feet
Now n***a bounce,
break out, run or ride
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Scatter when you see my scowl
Followed by that footy,
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can't put her from my scowl
Since her people grow,
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we did Fugazi's foul
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All this n***a testin' line,
we gots to back me now
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3C beats, your ball, a beat town
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And all my n****s make
these bitches run like great hounds
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We have no funk, guerrilla warfare style
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Move on to you without a sound
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and all of a sudden, crack your crown
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Doctors say smokin' poison
make you see now
Especially in them backwoods,
but fuckin' plays the pound
And then I mention,
we do the Rodney King
Rage in Odenton
Turn your little function
to a stump out convention
Stump out convention
Stump out convention
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Stump out con vention
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Stump out convention
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You
Cuddies Say "Yee"
Mac Dre, Mac Mall
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