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I gotta million million *** wanna get me, Million million *** wanna stick me,
But after im gone, ima haunt these million *** til they with me,
Haunt these million *** til they with me, Cuz blue fears no one,
Million million *** wanna buck me, Cuz they're million million ***, million
*** wanna *** me, Million million *** wanna get me,
Cuz im worth million millions, millions, million million millions,
I gotta million million *** wanna get me, Million shotties, for these million million
*** *** bodies, Million ways to do it, don't speak,
Cuz a bullet hole would deceased, a million pope and a million priests,
Put the heat to his cheeks, don't speak and show a *** how I preach,
Hoods full of killers and thieves, and im far from good teach,
Hungry, so im scavenging for some good feast, Raised hell since the moment of birth,
And ate satan appetizer with Jehovah desert, Than I managed to get the planet up out of
her skirt, Stuck my *** in the dirt and impregnated
mother earth, Brother, I am too raw to use rubber,
Lifes a *** that I done made out and ate out with all the side dish,
Cuz life is a full course meal and I don't plan to die yet/diet,
I gotta million million *** wanna get me, Million million *** wanna stick me,
But after im gone, ima haunt these million *** til they with me,
bet theres a million Judas, And I been holding this juice since tupac
fell off the roof, And bishop got shot in that U-U,
Heard that? *** was a hot line, Rehearse that, line single handedly gave rap
its birth back, Sick of whack *** that lack lyrical word
craft, Isn't it sad that, with no flow they will
I gotta million million *** wanna get me, Million million *** wanna stick me,
But after im gone, ima haunt these million *** til they with me,
Haunt these million *** til they with me, Cuz blue fears no one,
Million million *** wanna buck me, Cuz they're million million ***, million
*** wanna *** me, Million million *** wanna get me,
Cuz im worth million millions, millions, million million millions,
Awake, from these pearly white gates, As fate should have it, that I'll brake you
waiting on me, To bring these million coward MC's down to
their knees, They plead, for their right to breath, while
begging me to keep the Pea, C to the E, So I flashed with a thousand words, here's
the photograph, Hip-hop dizzied and dropped when Notorious
and Pac got shot, Than It got not so glorious and started to
rot, Nas and Jay-z, Slim Shady gave it a lot of
blood but the love could not un knot the blood clots,
Hip-hop's just not hot no more its, all about money and this robot chorus ***,
Put up your lighters, I pledge to bring the pain to your bone and veins,
For all my art writers