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Hook:Nigga I ain`t got no feelingsWhat the fuck you think this is?I got no reason to liveSo make your mind upWhat you wanna do?I make your family be missing youNigga I ain`t got no feelingsWhat the fuck you think this is?I got no reason to liveSo make your mind upWhat you wanna do?I make your family be missing youVerse 1: Slop & PatacicoDustin` you off like dirty finger prints on evidenceBattlin` me ya dead like presidentsI`m Fresh like Prince, Jazzy like JeffThe man just like Meth,Crazy like Left plus jams is like DefWid a pen I`m king like Kurupt,When I throw a style you betta duckIf you don`t yo ass is outta luckDon`t fuck, wid the masta,If I have to, the I`ll blast yaThen go to church to see my pastorWhy ya have to be like thisMe and the mic`s tight likeGladys Knight and the PipsThis year my son turned six,Yo style`s wack and you need to get that shit fixedRepresentin` Jersey my raps hittin` harder than bricks[Patacico]I`m iller, realer,Than ya local drug dealerCome to my villa,Meet the nine milla,Lettin` off,Where I stop you gettin` off,Make you feel it juts like Latifah`s kiss in Set It OffYou want war come on,Put on the boxing glovesPeople call me an artist in the canvasCause I draw blood,That`s what`s up,Wid the shit I manouverHit the losers wid a LugerThan lay up in ArubaI`m gon` be rappin` till you motherfuckas get sick ah me on the mic,I`m sicker than ten niggas wid HIV,Tracy, had the cico, the freakoHoldin` heat somewhere on Wall Sreet wid Sloppy JoeYou hear me though?HookVerse 2: Slop, Patacico & KuruptMy name is StephenI eat MCs for no apparent reasonIt in you if you skeezin` I`m pleasin`Those who dare,I advise you not to stareYou be assed out like a flat tyre widout a spareI declare war before I had to even the scoreYou got me hot like sand on the shore,I`m runnin` the floor, like a ballerina,I go back like Flava Flav in cold MedinaI get honies to make you say "You seen her?"[Patacico]I`m pregnant, but only in my mindHopin` my baby rhyme grows up to be a triple platinum albumI fell on, using the steel to do crimesSmoked so many niggas they put up no smoking signsCharismatic asthmatic, ballin` like Madden,Cream, automatic attractive like a magnetSpeedin` like car racin`,Cream like carnation,Burned out my Playstation while cats be scar facin`,Hey old lady, sorry`s all I can sayBy bills got me lookin` at pocket books, in a different way,Fox got the bubbled eye Benz-oI`m in the back of Kurupt flex truck playin` 64 Nintendo[Kurupt]Get peeled, skills in the fieldsRaw dog raw deals,Niggas either ill, fake or real

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