We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
You're playin call of duty four while i hurl on you
With all due respect i do respect you enough to expect
I'ma make it hurt take a turn and call it dissatisfied theft
Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done
Back-flips off the edge of the grand canyon
They mastered legalized theft, they call it income tax
Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance
That’s my call of duty
What them tippers don't see
I'm all of you i've made mistakes with the plan i fell down for 2 grand help me up if you can
Cause i done suffered so much, i'm feelin' shell-shockedand driveby's an everyday thang
Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep
Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased
I'm on point baby, ready to stick you
Grand theft auto: vice city too
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