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life is like a gamble u play at your own risk i chase down my whiskey with an ice cold brisk iced tea beverage with a hint of some lemon i be dressed to impress. pimpin lotsa pretty women no julia just richard im tryna get in gear faced with a dillemas how i overcame my fear plenty beer at the party plenty broads vip not alot of artist's who could spit it like me im a g as in gangster graffiti mob reppin one can of Krylon it could be a lethal weapon ive vandalized some properties now restitutions owed posted in the trap where the industry is sewed i explode on instrumentals spit it over wax apply all effects to the vocals on the trax no slacks bein cut its a cut throat committee if we see the op in traffic we wont show him no pity city fulla dope smokers blowin cloudz my social stance is distant im avoiding large crowds stick to myself cuz these niggas be frauds cattin on your boy but you cuffin on yo broads every word that i speak every verse that i spit the flame is so ablaze it would blow a mic 2 bits its a part of me whos humble yet apart is truly not let me help you with amnesia just in case that u 4 got im on top of my a game tip to the top when u come wit da bussdown we open up shop