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Kicked In The Head Put Up A Fight

his own moms Connivin Kon, Artis with a bomb Strapped to my stomach screamin, "Let's get it on!" A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin a tank Rollin over a

from his own moms Connivin Kon, Artis with a bomb Strapped to my stomach screamin, "Let's get it on!" A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin a tank Rollin over a

fat in fact I put a drink on it and I came right back She would never talk to a lame like that In my ear screamin how you got a name like Crack Crack -

It’s like a holocaust to the boss when I toss Too much knowledge kicked then you’re lost In a shuffle of feet, jinx the fiddler And I control your mind

Open it up for closin it up I don't give a fuck On a daily basis I be postin it up Smokin it up choppin it to match it wit dub Give us a club Six mane

my world up If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening, Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em' skyward uh Had a dream I was king, I woke up

Yo, the nigga stepped up and got bucked by my ninja's Casualty after casualty all up in ya Ya not a street vet yet bitch, just a beginner My niggas eat

a nigga his jump cost me more I'd a took that ass whoopin' out for sure Now think before I risk my life Take them chances to get my stripes A nigga put

t If she ain't got a good head on her leave that ho alone If she do got some good head on her let her sing a song D is for what I serve, I don't be on