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You can try to blind me, analyze but can't define me
My mind's divine, heavily entwined with Gandhi's


Know them guns on full service, ready to fire One body, two body, three body, four Young sitting on paper, I'm above the law Young shitting on haters, I ain't fucking with y'all
 
Know them guns on full service, ready to fire One body, two body, three body, four Young sitting on paper, I'm above the law Young shitting on haters, I ain't fucking with y'all

I'm too ill, I represent Park Hill
See my face on the twenty dollar bill
Cash it in, and get ten dollars back
 
You damn right they had to ban me from eatin pussy all night WWFing bitches
Slamming em in the rope like Shawn Mike
I can't be touched bitch I disco in kryptonite
Shit I'm broke as hell I had to buy all my girls fifty four eleven Reeboks at wholesale...
 
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