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    Once you call my name out things will never be the same
    They should have never let us get off foot in this game

    Ever since I was introduced to rap music
    I been missin' a screw like Bishop and Juice
    I could lose it at any moment
    Those who know me know it
    So they probably told you go with the flow just so that, I don't explode and
    have another episode where I let it go as far as the one with Benzino did
    I'm waitin' for that next beef, I'm cocked, locked and loaded
    I'm ready to go so bad I'm goin' bananas
    My dick's so hard Anna Nicole could use it to fuckin' pole vault with
    Oh shit, I mean when she was still bloated
    Before they cut her stomach open and lipoed it
    Anybody I throw flames at, gets a name it's a game
    'Cause they know that they don't spit the same
    It's a shame, what people do for 10 minutes of fame
    Everyday it's the same thing
    People in this game try to buddy buddy us
    Just to get close enough to study us
    Everybody just wants to have somethin' to do with that
    They all tryin' to get that stamp
    They after that Shady/Aftermath money
    It's like a monopoly
    They probably just now finally understand how to rob fully
    50 Cent was like a fuckin' jackpot for me
    And Dre, it's like we hit the fuckin' lottery
    And a damn slot machine at the same time as each other
    Why the fuck you think we ride like we brothers
    When we rhyme with each other
    In time we discovered that we have more in common
    then we thought with each other
    Both robbed of our mothers
    Our fathers ain't want us
    What was wrong with us, was it our fault
    'cause we started thinkin' God doesn't love us
    Two odd motheruckers who just happened to meet at the right time
    What a coincidence, 'cause when 50 got shot up in Jamaica Queens
    I still remember the call up in ??? 'cause
    Big L had just got popped just a month before
    If 50 lives he's gettin' dropped from Columbia
    Two years later me and Doc had to come and ah, operate
    That's when he popped up a number one
    And we ain't never gonna stop if you wonderin'
    Even if I'm under the gun
    You ain't gotta agree all the time with me or see eye to eye
    There'll always be animosity between you and I
    But see the difference is, if it is I could give a shit
    Still gonna conduct motherfuckin' business as usual
    Ego's aside, 'fore I bruise 'em all
    Swallow your pride 'fore I step on it wit' shoes you call Nike's
    Earth links, how do you like these?
    You gotta love them, look at the bottom of 'em they're like cleats
    Stompin', I been rompin' since Tim Dogg was, hollerin' "Fuck Compton"
    I was whilin', freestylin', back when, they was still makin', Maxell cassettes
    It wasn't even raps Elvis yet
    That tells us that, any doubts in your head that seals the shit
    Ricky-Ticky-Toc-Ticky-Ticky-Toc
    Still with the Diggy-Diggy-Doc-Diggy-Diggy-Doc
    And you don't stop

    By: BuNNy_SsHady*

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