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Stacey Boots, perms and suits, I m braided up, can fade it up
I skated up, you waited up, so you know I got to go ahead and tear shit up
Turn lose on these muthafuckers Jelly Roll
Nephew, boy this shit is out of control
Rockin, rollin, bangin b
A little something, something nigga, thats banged up streets
Freak, freak yall, into the beat ya ll
And to all my big doggs grab your meat cha ll
And yes, yes ya ll, oh we the best ya ll
We got the shit that make the bitches grab they breast ya ll
It don t stop till the wheels fall off
954 headed swervin in the goodin clinic, tryin keep it hot right
Fuckers spot light, my nigga Jelly Roll make it knock light

[Chorus]
We all shinin stars
Ya ll know who you are
And dip low lows with me
You party with a D.P.G.

[Verse 2]
We ridin, dippin, slippin, slidin, eastside up eastsiders
Riders, ballers, rollers, ladies,
players, gangstas, macks, pimps, and llacs
Hustlers, bitches, niggas and G s, we having big thangs blowing trees
Shinin, grinin, refuse to lose
I gotta a G in my pocket for dippin out of shoes
I head the corner in the Navigator
Committed to excellence like a Raider
You hate a nigga like me but you got to love me
Your lady wanna shove me and your kids wanna hug me
A nigga fuckin like Buggsy Seagal again, I m in the ringle again
I do it all legal again, I can t lose you won t win, respect the boss
If you run up, you gettin done up, I love to floss

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Why you acting bad, probably cause I m know as the bad actor
In the rap game I m the big factor, macker, smack a bitch in a second
The big dogg nigga very well respected
You gotta put your mash down when you wanna get to the top
The game is stuffy like Puffy don t stop
I thought I told ya, nigga I m a soldier
No Limit Lieutenant, yeah I did it
I m committed like a motherfucker supposed to be
Won t let no bitch niggaz close to me
From my head to my feet I m protected from harm
Cause I m a muthafucking shining star, you feel me
And fuck who wanna kill me
you niggaz thrill me, but guess what will be
On top tip top, non stop, dogg not
And you gotta let me end, the nigga I m a shine like a G

This is our small electric space
A place of love a place of hate
Friends that hold you true
Who scares you more than you
Sometimes it s warm sometimes it s cold
Sometimes it s just like your world
Lost track of time lost the whole of you
Lost every thing worth fighting for

So you hide...

So let me wake from this nightmare
This is so wrong
Now when you re gone
What should I do but shed my tears
All night long
This should not have happened
Not this soon
I can not be whole without you
You know

Al the times you yelled at me
Correcting all my faults
Taking care of everything
At least now...

Bible arm on social hell
Spins its downward spiral
With each year of unprogression
A fine of failure is added
Closer than ever to the edge
A feat in resident martyrs
Strong objects track my body,
My body down

Eyes, disappearing...

A blind man in the night
Looking for a way down
Prophet of an unknown
Just looking for a way home
A rich man taking fright
Looking for the low down
Guru of the jet set
Just looking for a safe bet

If love is king, who wears the crown
If music be the food of love
Then someone ate...

It s B.K. kids, count the D.O.A. enforcers
When mauve goose come off with G s runnin the horses
It s only right I come rhythm and weapons
Ghetto slime and Stetsons, militant like Waco, Texas
Section shot apart from rhymes that are gun-smart
And...