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Just A Pawn
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(Chorus) We all infested maggot brain infected Accepted no other ways just methods To live life hours to minutes upon seconds Upon crime upon jail upon time (Verse 1) It used to be all gravy now its all grave Baby G's on the block dont know how to behave They just a slave to the guns and hums from shoulder straps Migratin' in the parlors all across the map The phones tapped with the source sayin so da feds way With strong evidence but still the cops take The crime scenes littered with drugs and submachines Thugs with open spleens got shot up for cream The American Dream is full blown My half grown niggas in they 1 point 5 aya (area) homes The end o' the loan No its no need for a loan The streets and the bank colateral has smoked weed to crank Who do ya' thank? The government corners and fiends but tippin' the beams Niggas gettin' paper and rings Money machines is jammed cuz' the count is extreme My D.E.A. moves in swift with S.W.A.T. teams Will rush into the sound of flushing Guns busting, fingerprint dusting, handcuffing But will be out soon (Chorus) We all infested maggot brain infected Aceepted no other ways just methods To live life hours to minutes up on seconds Upon crime upon jail upon time Cuz young minds with black 9's On bus lines Rob you for yours Rob me for mines (Verse 2) He's looking out his window checkin' the streets For my villa town cars and F.B.I sweeps Involved and caught up in a world so deep That he barracades doors just to sleep And even if he does He still has dreams of what was Occupatious smugglin' dope through weigh stations With coke in the bumpers Reefer in the dash H-K 45 semi-cocked up in the stash Like a stupid motherfucker smokin' some hash He reached for the lighter than crashed The State Trooper passed And asked if he needed some help And saw another gun in his belt Now I dont have to say what went down With 'caine on the ground It was on the handcuffs clicked and he was gone A pawn in the game Give us a name Or 9 years And dude started blastin' they ears With top reps and cartel routes to in-and-out Sutta piers of who does what and where it is But fool Schooly stuck in the dirt like a dually Or pull out forgettin' what it's all about And post bail and try to haul tail to the next town And try to go underground till they come around Askin' questions and lookin' for his whereabouts Torturin' niggas until the truth comes out Movin' in silence and provin' that violence speaks loud Pullin' niggas out the crowd To break limbs So when they ask them once again Then tell a nigga every place you been The shit is getting thin In the thickness So with the quickness Grabbed his car keys and guns, bullets and g's and uh Hit the door saw the mind puttin gloves on the hands (Physical Game!) (Chorus) We all infested maggot brain infected Accepted no other ways just methods To live life hours to minutes upon seconds Upon crime upon jail upon time Cuz young minds with black 9's On bus lines Rob you for yours Rob me for mines Rob you for yours Rob me for mines Rob you for yours Rob me for mines (Verse 3) This next one is none from young and the old Body tempa-ture cold a bomb ready to explode A short stem fuse from ghetto child overload Too many problems on the block fuckin' area code Since pre-school he kept big tools for big fools And alley ways jackin niggas breakin' the rules But soon joined And coined the phrase Peeling caps Before these new school gangster boogie Bustin' with gats At age 12 head o' the gang doing his thang Checkin' cats by the liquor store nigga you bang If you wasn't you was li'ble to catch a ass whoopin' If you was then would be ya' last time livin' He's crippin till the casket drops Trippin' on the cops Knockin' out ya pops Smashing niggas at the bus stops And snatching weed up out the bud spot Makin' a hood hot Will it ever seize? Of course not (Chorus) We all infested maggot brain infected Accepted no other ways just methods To live life hours to minutes upon seconds Upon crime upon jail upon time Cuz young minds with black 9's On bus lines Rob you for yours Rob me for mines Rob you for yours Rob me for mines Rob you for yours Rob me for mines We all infested maggot brain infected Accepted no other ways JUST METHODS!!
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