It's the Seagster, the major leagster Bitch deceiver, nigga life-reliever Oakland hustler, never been a busta Make way for the nine-trey, I'm coming motherfucka Straight from the 6-9, the final line village Doing more damage than a Exxon spillage Uh, coward, and that's that I'm known to pack a gat and put heads on flat No rehabilitatin' my trigga' Take a nigga out the ghetto But you can't take the ghetto out the nigga Ain't nothing changed since the 70s I'm hellbound nigga, my life ain't never been heavenly Never slippin' punk no, a nigga don't lag Game tight replace a nigga's Nikes with a toe tag His zoom, his ass, his zigga I'm the founder Stacking up bodies like Jeffery Dahmer Oh, here comes the flow, watch me as I tiptoe To a nigga's window, with my M 6-0 Putting motherfuckers out their misery And watching the murders reenacted on Unsolved Mysteries Trick, coward lame pussy ass faggot Six feet deep is where you sleep with the worms and the maggots Nigga's can't harm me, Rap-A-Lot army Coming like Desert Storm, you've been warned But if you still want some, nigga, bring it on
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