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LETS GO L.A, WESTCOAST RISE UP/ FUKK WINNING CUZ IF I DID ID GIVE THE PRIZE UP/ WATCH AS I SPIT ND RHYME TIL MY TIMES UP/ COMING OUT HARD HOMIE ND WITHOUT A WIND UP/ NOW REWIND IT JUST A BIT CUZ THE THIRD LINES TUFF/

HERE TO RUIN EVERYTHING OR WATEVER U PLANNED/ BY THE END OF THIS JAM/ YOULL FINALLY UNDERSTAND/ HOW ILL KILL U WIT ONE HAND/BITCHES GET OFF MY DIKK, COWARDS GET OFF MY LAND

STABBED IN THE BACK MURDER DA FIRST DEGREE/ U AINT GOTA ENTER A PLEA/ BECAUSE U WHERE THE FIRST TO FLEE/ UNDERSTAND MY PAIN ND GREED/ ND THE THINGS I GOT HOMIE? I REALLY DNT NEED/ TAKE BAK THE ANTI PSYCHE MEDS ND JUST GIMME DA WEED/

IM THE ONLY ONE DAT CAN HANDLE IT/TAKE MY LANGUAGE ND MANAGE IT/ LEAVE U COVERED IN BANDAGES/ TIE U UP BY UR HAND ND WRIST/ TELL ME IF ITS ALL ACURATE/ BEAT IT ND DEN ILL BATTER IT/ TIL IT DNT MATTER IF/I ENDED UP HAVING TO SHATTER LIMBS

I SPIT THE ILLEST SHIT/ KILL MY WIFE ND MY LIL KIDS/ BEFORE I SLIT MY WRISTS/ IM THE WICKEDEST/ CRAZY LIRYCIST/ I GOT U TRYNA MIMIC THIS/ BUT BEFORE U DO

OM GONA FINISH THIS SHIT KIDZ