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girl changes clothes Yeah, you PMS Like a bitch, I would know And you always think Always speak cryptically I should know That you're no good for me '

said it. And it's the way I meant it. but now I'll be right here for you to call your own. So listen up, It's time for me to bring you down. And I'm

thug shit We murder niggas at night And in the morning We catch fools sleepin' before they yawnin' Murder for hire Click caps to pay bills For this

I'm the illest rapper to hold a cordless Patrolling corners Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters I'm meaner in action

touched Take the time to fix yourself all up Taking time helps with your luck You can bleed on the other hand Talkin' makes an easy chair a friend, crawlin

'll never make it with Casualty Ha ha ha, he he he Now the silly bitch Wants to try and hire we Didn't wanna back we Now they beg friend Up middle finger

If you're wondering how he eats & breathes, And other science facts...(la! la! la!) Then repeat to yourself its just a show, I should really just relax...For

We'll never make it With Casualty Ha ha ha, he he he Now the silly b**** Wants to try and hire we Didn't wanna back we Now they beg friend Up middle

Meet bloodless eye So drop dead stock What hallen tree? I leave New York For other cities Which let me play With gas and fire Took out an ad Best friend for hire