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I didn't promise you a rose garden Along with the sunshine There's gotta be some rain sometimes Watch out I didn't promise you a rose garden (Yeah) Along
thugs thats real and aint afraid to kill aleast 'round here nigga back get watched from a whole 'nother planet like an astronaut the only problem that we have is the bastard cops but we slash
our pride broken and bullet holes covered where we stay at And everybody's playing for keeps, most people pray that We all make it up out this godforsaken
~ Tell me what it taste like See me stop like you just seen break lights Pinky ass nigga, that's yo ass nigga 50 cent gem star watch how it slash niggas
I got big balls homes And if a player try to press me, I gotta break the zone Here to stage a, OOH SHIT, up in the sky You better watch out, I'm tellin
the edge of the night And love dares you to change our way of Caring about ourselves This is our last dance This is our last dance This is ourselves
's only right that I address this Gotta be in it to win it I never come lame, type killin' in the game, get busy It's only right that I address this
This rule is so underrated Actin' as if it can't happen, you're frontin' Ain't no other kings in this rap thing Biggie, a motherfuckin' rap phenomenon This
cause, What's the difference between this and hell, but vasoline drawers I live a sick lifestyle, My profile, souls of Menace, Handlin' Bennettes, To the finish, If this
used to click-clack, makes me angry when I flash back Mo, you should get back, I mean this, hang with the meanest Remain the cleanest, always smoke the seedless greenest You've seen this
Get out of my way Can't you see I'm from L.A.? Yeah, I met Slash, I've got a rose tattoo I bet I know way more people than you I just love this town
Yeah, yeah, come on man (Dump dump dump) You know this shit is ours man this is our field man (Dump dump dump) Y'all niggaz need to just leave this shit
pops then he hops in his drop with his iPod rocking the Slaughterish Documentation and lyrics I write with confidence Write like a columnist slash novelist I'm in this
might just do something a little less subtle Shove a fucking Tonka truck up a little kids butt hole Feel the wrath of a psychopath slash Ambassador Of the Valentine Day massacre slash assassin I slash
up before that elevator door close this that 1980 Marvin Gaye live at the Montreux stars in the audience Al Jarreau in the third row parent guardian to this
