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++I’m not no nice guy I’m just a good guy
The bad guys should really stay on my good side
I smell my roses younger than the good die
The Illuminati couldn’t see me with they good eye
They think they Heath Ledger scary, they just Jack Nichols
I’m a sign to my city like the Bat-Signal++

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++ No, I’m here to stay
I’m really great, but don’t discriminate
Cause I done seen a mirror break behind a pretty face
You stickin’ out your chest, your titties fake
Don’t make me pick your fate ++

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++ Staring into the clouds
Am I rising or they comin’ down?
I see death around the corner
And the U-turn sign’s lookin’ like a smile ++

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++ Don’t you know? Don’t you know?
That we are the gatekeepers
Spread your legs
Open up
You could be famous
Girl, on your knees
Don’t you know what your place is?
Got gold on my dick, girl, don’t you wanna taste it? ++

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++ Keep all the money, I never wanted the lifestyle
I just pray to God that my son’ll be alright now
I said ain’t no love for the other side
Or anyone who ever want smoke
When I die I’m goin’ out as the underdog who never lost hope ++

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++ All the girlfriends saying “here we go again”
Rich kid but he act like a gentleman
Last one didn’t end like it should’ve been
Two dates and he still wanna get it in
And you’re saying it’s because of the Internet
Try once and it’s on to the next chick
X-O the O face on your exes right? ++

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++ Get your k-uh, k-uh-car, play gems gone shine ++

 

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++ Flip ya vehicle, split ya windshield
Wack ya Baby momma but I let the kid live
And people say that I am a kid still, cause the lil nigga still rides on big wheels
You feeling animal then come on and get killed ++

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