Lyrics:

I don't know what happened
To the brain inside my head
And made my eyes roll back (like status and what can?)?
Rap points make every dollar (making tricks like?)
Serve you with a smile, already ruggy like reptile
Gotta check my flesh
(Yes)
Never the less
I keep on creeping with a bullethole up in my chest
Killa croc
Don't got no glock
Niggas that's jealous wanna stomp me out like my name was tupac
Tic tac
Go to clock
It's almost midnight
Flashlight all up in my grill I'm watching my way to the crystal light
I can smell a fight
It must be a buster close
(That nigga right there)
That punk nigga (?) jellied on some holy toast
But fuck it, he'll be erased
Like from the place
With a (?) child
Go buckwild
Go follow a killa
New style
Meanwhile
I go from the? (planet?) where we live
I see most scenarios of (taint?) and let's get them, right
I be skitzofranic
I make you panic
No record deal I'm killing everybody at atlantic
Pacific
Division
Of record sales
That startin to drown
Let's go around,
Detroit is where I live, paranoid's the sound

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