Decisions

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Uhh. Mad Skillz.. keep on
It may just pay me but I...
I'm not gon' be, your, villain, any-more
For the D.A., get anything, 'fore I fry
Diss you, if you wanna fly
Round up, round up, yeah
Probably at home bumpin' someone else
Strap em to the chair
We can do the gangsta waltz
Be, no one else
There ain't no one else
Botched carjackin', Nah fam, that was wrong
Check the pulse
We were talking on the phone too long
Our fuse is lit, and where's the bong Drinking Hennessy. To dry away my misery.
But I try to live right
That's the ability, load up the artillery
I met her on the airlines, Flight 103
Whatever strikes a better fight
Truth in Tourian, play 'em like accordions
Throw your arms in the street
Mark Shapiro?, general manager, Cleveland Indians??
Bust Rhymes, constantly fulfilling them with heat
Cause I could really use something to eat!! Got a firearm like Dan Marino
We're making big moves, playing with the big boys
And Clam's casino and breakfast in Reno
Plus them automatic things to make the pop noise
OH my god its some crazy white boys got a firearm like Dan Marino
We're making big moves, playing with the big boys
And Clam's casino and breakfast in Reno
Plus them automatic things to make the pop noise
OH my god its some crazy white boys
Cut off they nose, and took a shit
They callin my old phone, currently my ho phone
I got the recipe, you wanna make a hit
You can't walk on my lawn, better leave my Vapor alone
Want you to see my backbone and my black tone

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Camthebaddie
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