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  • [intro: sampled]
  • Chaos struck nation-wide today as four suspects, including the
  • Members of the rap group wu-syndicate and another suspect, 12 oclock
  • Alledgedly have infiltrated and taken over the industry.
  • Well keep you updated as more news becomes available.
  • [napolean]
  • I pull heist like the colombos, mob price, traffic is closed
  • The heiroglyphics, son, watch the money power
  • When I was 19 wrote the wheel, cherished the poker life
  • 25 mans rack, kidnappin his thug wife
  • Glamorous, en-vi-vivangelist, ***** his fanatics
  • Just from los angeles, blowin like alanis
  • Napolean, vision of malibu golden sands
  • Roll with j in a bubble outlet, you know the clan
  • [joe mafia]
  • Schemed out my mind
  • Ghetto syringes tooken with spy ninjas
  • Mafia with swiftness, conductin the sheist business
  • Probably win, minor gotti click, abduction
  • My peeps, extortion flame, the holo-tips corruptin this metropolis
  • It drain slow, over karets, see a vain hoe, maintain, oh
  • Ya flame thrower, ufo, niggaz is jakin at hoes
  • Playin the same tunes for picollos
  • A shy house, slangin micollos
  • Duckin the snot mineral
  • [12 oclock]
  • I put the hoe at risk, I make em carry my grip
  • In the whip with the extra clips
  • She could stick it up her *****
  • Dont get scared, Im real deep
  • They just put up the doofy
  • I think the pos bout to poo me
  • And if they do, you better say we goin to the movie
  • If they ask my name, it be benetton mcclain
  • If shit gets serious, *****es soakin in fame
  • Now I change the name 12 oclock off into a white cop
  • ***** cursin a lot, stop
  • This shit is creatin more situations
  • She gon take it, 5 years probation
  • Sittin at home waitin
  • For me to come home, lacin me up, boot
  • [myalansky]
  • Yo, chill 12 oclock, the feds rushed my man spot
  • Pictures of the proda-blue land down in suzannes shop
  • Questionin this cat I knew named dredd scott
  • Polly yo cousin stashed half of a man inside his dread snot
  • Just before he made it back to bedrock
  • He had testified against this cat from up to pushin a benz drop
  • Trafficin coke back in a bread box, then I heard it wasnt coke
  • Shit was terron, raw eggs, stop
  • Should of clapped his ass, I seen a flash cop
  • Swarmin in the parkin lot, projects hot
  • Tropic is scorchin rock, hrad to try to cop a knot
  • Informer type faggots they snitch
  • *****es, they talk a lot, stab em with dick
  • Beady overdosed, clockin syran, too many minerals
  • Pockets stay mad with no ears, this shit is petifull
  • Cheddar bring the jealousy, burners blaze over some beef
  • Dead in my industry, I cant lie
  • My head is defeat, ***** aint nothin sweet
  • All my niggaz are locked in the beast
  • Who used to run with me, daddy-o
  • Daddy you home, you livin comfortably
  • Respect due, but never is paid
  • ***** comfort me, heroin, crack
  • Pagin each other, jump on a jack for fee
  • Hundred dollars, sell it, we took
  • Another way to eat, I cant lie
  • Shit that I write is like a legacy
  • ...a legacy

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