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you'll probably get a ruse
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Jump out of place,
make a slap in they face
you'll probably get a ruse
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Jump out of place,
make a slap in they face
you'll probably get a ruse
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Jump out of place,
make a slap in they face
you'll probably get a ruse
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Jump out of place,
Em
make a slap in they face
The date was approximately October 17th
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Just fin ished my 4th quarry
and sparked my 11th leaf
Em
I sit by the Charles River,
the temperature falls, I shiver
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With a false sense of power
from bottles that scar my liver
and roll to Harvard Square
in plowsy groups
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Think ing, shall we scoop girls
with booties as ripe as Cali fruit?
Em
We get there, one of the best pair of fellas
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I know Baton Rouge,
Scathegarn to Auburn Payne
Em
We drain the lizards,
see they stay exquisite
I repeat my game, I'll hit it later
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Right now, my crew pushing through
Looking like something
Team Addie B,
we're on the back of them
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They told me that some
kids up in the bathroom
was harassing them
Em
Spotted them and went after them
And when we catchin' em,
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we tappin' em, on the shoulder
And then my soldiers are askin' em,
Em
were they talkin' trash
They said no,
and started walkin' fast
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Knocked his ass right on the ground
Em
They had his nostrils slashed,
and left one cat standin'
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So my man turned around
and backhanded
Not lookin', I heard the smack bandit
from the scene,
thinkin' we extra mean
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Nex t we seen the cats we beef with,
come back with extra team
Em
In life, there's many situations
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which can lead to confrontation
Take the time for contemplation,
Em
try to end it with a conversation
Cause the complications which involve
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kids can solve without the need to spit
Em
Of all the Shelbydale members
back when I was young
We would fight with our fists
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And now these kids will crack your lung
with a pipe or a brick
Em
And all the sons pack a gun,
they'll take your life with a click
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So now getting in a fight
is like slicing your wrists
Em
They came back with the football team
And one was so tall
that I could barely see the cat
Em
He squared up, he said,
hit me and see what happens
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An open invite to fight,
boy you better believe I'm scrapping
and then I gave his face a pound
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He on the ground,
cut bleedin' because his beef was ground up
ducked the sucker punch,
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I'm about to knuckle up
When Juan Jr. snuck in an uppercut
Em
And G came flyin' with dreadlocks,
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threw him in the headlock
Kicked his lip till he bigger
than a breadbox
Em
Soon they called in the ride squad,
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they tryin' hard to break it up
leavin' they bacon cut
They shakin' up their
cans of peppermace
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One cop wet my face,
two boys grabbed me,
we had to jet the place
Em
My boy Juan got caught,
you know he's lyin', he's like,
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I was just passin' through
when punchin' started flyin'
Em
Watchin' my eyes in the sink,
they burnin' in pink
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To think, I almost spent
the night in the clink
Em
And then I paid my crew,
told them, meet me at the crib
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Y 'all know where the pad at, kid?
Em
We bout to smoke a fat -ass blizz
In life, there's many situations
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which can lead to confrontation
Take the time for contemplation,
Em
try to end it with a conversation
Cause the complications
which involve kids
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Get solved without the need
to sniff of all the shells
Em
Miguel remembers back
when I was young,
we would fight what I feared
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And now these kids will crack your lung
with a pipe of a brick
Em
And all the sons pack a gun,
they'll take your life with a clip
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So now get tin' in a fight
Em
is like slicin' your wrist
Ay yo, we got home that
mornin' about four
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Mattresses laid out on the
floor like savages
We crashed the back door,
Em
my man asked for a bandage
Cause his hand is hurtin' and
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it's hurting everywhere
They told me the big fellow
Son, he had a seizure in the pit
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Well, spit dripped out his lip,
we kicked the shit out his clit
Em
And not one of us got arrested
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Well, half the food we vested in the duve
Em
They holdin' in the cooler clutches,
rollin' medulas
When we rolled into the school
the next day
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I heard my friends say,
Em
son you serve big ass, a proper chunk
They tried to play you but
you got the punks
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I told them that's right,
for you to click,
there ain't no stopping us
Em
But that was back in the days,
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not these bitch ass actors or blaze
They roll pack and engage,
Em
so the morals don't fight
I won't front, it was a dope night
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But when involved with violence,
Em
you're liable to get your throat sliced
In life there's many situations
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Which can lead to confrontation
Take the time for contemplation
Em
Try to end it with a conversation
Cause the convocations with the ball
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Kids, it's all about the need to sniff
of all the shells we yell
Em
Remembers back when I was young,
we would fight with our fists
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And now these kids
will crack your lung
with a pipe or a brick
Em
And all the sons pack a gun,
they'll take your life with a clip
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So now getting in a fight
Em
is like slicing your wrist
In life, there's many situations
Em
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which can lead to conversations
Take the time for contemplation,
Em
try to end it with a conversation
Cause the complications which evolve
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Kids, it's all about the need to sniff
of all the shells we yell
Em
Remembers back when I was young,
we would fight with our fists
F#m
And now these kids
will crack your lung
with a pipe or a brick
Em
And all the sons packing gun
they'll take your life with a clip
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So now getting into fight
Em
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Em
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is like slicing your wrist
Em
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I want to tell y 'all about...
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