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We go stick Jay in the head. Till I see him bleed dead. I forgot to tell the feds. That his blood is riding red. You must be in special ed. Cause you all in your bed. I'ma get you guns of layers. Before you mess with the player. I splattered your brain like i already did. People said you talking smack, i fed your head to the pig. I'ma get my lick back Because you hanging in my sack. I know you not all about that Because your songs is whack. I know you not about life. cause you don't have a pretty wife. you argue with her all night and day. she hit you with a 380 like you got sprayed so get up off my hut. Before I shoot you in the but.