my facts of life...

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Aug 7, 2002
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can't make me run, i'm too hard for ya'll
takin ya out with ya brains bein uninstalled
whip u wit da middle part of da belt, can u feel da pain
beat u til i see white meat, and i dont feel ashamed
for a bitch nigga like u, get smacked in da face everytime i see u
u aint serious wit yo money, ratha kick ya azz fo ya loot
yes indeed i said that shit, u gotta problem wit that
let u talk shit, but soona or lata u'll be livin in da trash
i'm always on my paper, everyday gettin larger
when da haters look at me, they jus gets harder
wantin to blast me, just gettin fucked fo life
but im protected wit mental technique skillz, dey lookin at spikez
havem thinkin twice, they dont no who dey messin wit
this is my facts of words, can u feel my spitz
my mentality is powerful, makin heart beats speedin
ima deadly drug in minds poppin cells, parts of da brain starts bleedin
i'm wilder den rott wilers, you wouldn't want to get near
attack u wit a passion that'll have u runnin wit fear
i wanna see cuts on ya face when i shatta a mirror
leavin ya uppa neck burnin wit no cream, wen im shavin ya beard
give u brain damage by hammerin yo head
turn ya to terri schavio, u aint neva comin out cha bed