Cops asking "who's dope?"
The only time you'd say it was me when you vote
Only 2 weeks left on paper, then it's back to audios
Back to supplying you with lines to go inside ya nose
I'm talking; violent blows,
a bullet through the head the way ya mind explodes
Brain matter everywhere/ your mind just roams
Waiting for me, wondering if i will show,
Take it from me, get the money, chat, we go
After that? you smoke, a relationship as simple as that, you know,
Never though u would crack the code,
asked, "where did u get that?" and the cracker told
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