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This is how im going to start these 50 bars//imstart by sayign how i wanna llive large// own a big pad and own around 20 cars // kinda how you see rappers in MTV cribs// i was born in 92 man hip hop been my life since i was a kid// props to the dpg kingpin kurupt shout out to all the homies in the big pen// my mind starts to eruopt when i let my fingers type no time to think when I spit these killa rhymes// foos to quick to critize when they hear the way I flow// I got my own style I got my own indvidual// Im mexican American im looked as a criminal// I still dress old school// Ben davis white tee homie kepp it orginal// Im a killumanti my message subliminal// they got us trapped in the projects working for the minimal// I grew up poor using water in my ceral// this shots serious bro never trust a soul even your best friend could be a foe// that's the word of advise i got from the wise// that are now doin 25 for homicide// since the beginning of my life i've been cursed destined to bang the turf// visions of me creased up penolten down leaving in the hers// imma keep banging till I fepart from this earth third eyes open when I hit the herb im going Accapela the beats been done im always gonna be first always number 1 I dont know what bars verse im on so imma stop it// respect to all the junkies that love hiphop// broke the vase how can I replace when this life has nothing to prove it that can change the past// my life is a task but i try to adapt to try to laugh and wipe my fears off and wipe my tears off brush my shoulders and write some clear songs// this dream i hold in my palm cant erase because it's claimed to be my fame and when I take this luggage and this mic out the radio will soon become so lyrically insane// whats my hall fame name, wats my hall of fame name, whats my hall of fame name, whats my hall of fame name//I punch my enemies down the drain thats how i accept my week// and yell for pride and speech// I stop stressing over my enemies and I took this rap to another level and boy it was hard to reach// It fazes me everytime I play this melody// Smoking is a crime but I pay no penalty// and all these commenters who then cannot see// that im the pedigree bringing out the best in me// and out doing them in every single attribute// verses to the most extreme levels of magnitude// perhaps it's my persistence or my attitude// that makes me drops these bombs like bin laden could// higher than seven forty seven jumbo jets// higher than the cloud were there are no nets// soon as I enter straight onto a bong// exchange it for a mic and write a great song// passing the green chop around laughing// shitting ouselves while we coughing and puffing// stuffing ourselves with doritos and oreos// licking them inside out like they horny hoes// purple lush orange lush pineapple express// no bug at a sesh is ever left in excess// smoking and drinking drinking and smoking// buring an pulling and holdng and choking// but not just two cones, we pulling one or two g's// burning through them like shots from uzis// and yet im still able to right these fat lyrics// remaining more bitter than a corona beer is// it's the clearest notion that I hold a bud in the dearest// but i freak out when I found at i home i left the clearest// every line spat quicker than a smith and wesson// evrything written at the length of a lesson// this ability is within us all you gotta find it/ listen to me, of old school you should be reminded// a way of spiritually// it's a skill locked away inside our humanity// new artist say there better than me like nah than cannot be// incorporated the old verses like a new side of me.......