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[Intro] Been through it all man Blood, sweat, and tears Niggas is dead and shit What the fuck else could happen, yo I don't think much more, son I don't remember yo We done seen it all, been through it all yo, let ya Niggas know right know Word the mother for real for real That shit is the truth We not lying [Verse 1] I put my lifetime in between the papers lines I'm the quite storm nigga who fight rhyme P yeah you heard of him But I ain't concerned with him Nigga I pop more guns then you holding them Made my route while the suns out In scoulgemin, a low tin In broad daylight, get right Fuck your life I pawned my 98 dirtbike You try to stop minds from growin I'll make your blood stop flowing Take affirmative action To any ass if he askin And hear comes the Mac-10 Yous a dick blower, tryin to speak the dun language What the drilly with that though It ain't bangin You hooked on Mobb-Phonics Infamous Bonics Lying to the pop dog like you got it You ain't no wildin out for the night fist thrower Rusty shank holder we live this shit [Hook] Cause it's the real shit Shit that make em feel shit Lump em in the club shit Have you wildin out when you bump this Drugs in your eardrum, the raw uncut Have a nigga O.D. cause it's never enough (2x) [Verse 2] Yo the P rocks 40 inch cables Drinking White Label My chain hand down to my dick my peeps band glass tables Diamonds and guns before the fame duke A nigga like me holds Teks, are you the same too ? Going through the emotions, a gun holding Long shotguns down my pants, leg limpin Killer bees still livin, even my pops too He taught me how t