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Smoking the sticky banana punch has got me feelin right, Thank god for music it helped me put down the spike, I can never forget my boys that got sent to the After life, Only thing that gets me through is thinkin heavens real if I die, Dont ever ever doubt me, Static's one of a kind, Felt my way around the game since to many rappers straight fuckin blind, Prayin hoping an wishin that I'm not an average find, Fuck it show me the mountain an I'll start the climb, It's really not my fault that static was born to rhyme, Got here by my lonely so he'll nah I dont need a guide, Must learn how to move in the jungle or you wont survive, Catchin bodies the whole clique always down to ride, I'm down to ride, preparin to catch a homicide, Not many stay true, open mouths leads to goodbyes, Then someone on the streets has to fuckin die, Duckin every way as them hollows points fly, Pop pop slugs wizzin by, got you forgetting time, Sayin fuck the government why cant they meet there demise, Wakin up everyday start smokin tree then rise, If you say you wanna war then don't run an hide, Make yourself look like a bitch the whole systems a lie, Funny how there checks look like ours but just multiplied, Its time to get close to the issues we gotta magnify, Open back up??? hell nah cuz now im petrified, Sick tired of the same thing everyday of our lives, The change is really happening right in front of my eyes!!!! I guess so when im gone dont cry, Stuck in my head, its fucked up the things you might find, Cant figured out why im catching an odd vibe, To many people out here these days pickin sides, Thats not a good way to move or stay healthy an survive Jackin crib when you roll through ya dumbass one of a kind, Cuz I know that your a bitch ya stupid ass is straight fuckin lying, Why goin round jackin then run when somebody drops a dime
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