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I thought I'd probably die in prison

Expensive tastes in women

And had no pot to piss in

Now my kitchen full of dishes

Nose bloody from that sniffin'

Your heroin addiction

Trigger finger itching

Fuck parental supervision

This that murder business

Little Timmy got a semi

I ain't kidding, Hi-yo Kitty

Hit your children with that Smith &...

The bunch of hip-hop necklaces

Hard-headed, never listen

Purple-pink finger-twisting

Teeth glisten like a meth-piss

A hypocritic Christian

The length of no religion

My Santa Claus was missing

Catch you sleeping, then it's Christmas

Motherfucker wish list

My ghetto was ambitious

For my Benjis and my Bentleys

And my inches, now I gets, gets

Amongst all the riches

A diamond ring, designer jeans

Stalking on my biscuit 'til I no longer existing

I wonder if they miss me

As long as I make history

Now my soul is feeling empty

Tell the reaper come and get me