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(Damn FlemDawg) Yeah (Aw man it's the Kronic, don't even worry 'bout it) Ayy homicide on my mind, I bet that i'm armed and slide Drawn that line mommas crying, niggas and they partners dying On the sly slung that fire, keep that shit right on the side Bonafide and on the rise, I know that i'm qualified I made moves in all sixty-seven counties of my state I don't f*ck with no flaw shit, a nigga only fly straight Well rounded, I could eat off dimes and still have nice taste I don't look for no love let it find me, nigga why wait Ayy I'm feeling so flee, inside this cashmere sweat' I just found a old cannon, this was last years tec Bro'nem bought it street value, with a cashiers check It got no bodies on it, ain't even blast near it yet Could see when i'm about to get crossed, they trying to line me I could smell it if they is flaw, and looking slime me Changed up 'cause of money, drugs, or pussy don't surprise me I preach and practice loyalty, but show you that i'm shiesty I get mad and I see red, I black out, my ears steam Samael get in my thoughts, but I rebuke what fear bring I'ma pop that Glock, let off some shots it make my ears ring But still collected in my thoughts, you with the opps won't hear a thing Making empty threats, oh you gon' get ate on our side for that Ole F*ck around ahh nigga, boy that get you sprayed on sight for that Stop the car an hop out wit a drac', i'm right on side for that I'll put in yo grave, pussy you gon' die for that Yeah I got homicide on my mind, I bet that i'm armed and slide Drawn that line mommas crying, niggas and they partners dying On the sly slung that fire, keep that shit right on the side Bonafide and on the rise, I know that i'm qualified I made moves in all sixty-seven counties of my state I don't f*ck with no flaw shit, a nigga only fly straight Well rounded, I could eat off dimes and still have nice taste I don't look for no love let it find me, nigga why wait Why the f*ck i'm finna wait for someone, that don't even know they own fucking intentions Young minded shit, these bitches think like if they all eleven Yeah I told that bitch to go to Hell, you left me all condemned and Go rebuke all pessimism in yo' life, don't do repenting 'Cause look shawty, all that the devils work (Yeah-yeah) And off of first hand experience, that'll never work (Nah-nah) Just pray to heal yo' heart, and heal yo' mental worth (Aw-aw) Go to sleep if you see demons cry, then know the Devil hurt (Woah) I dropped some spiritual knowledge on 'em, aw i'm shocking all 'em They probably thought I only rap about us popping on 'em They thought I only rap them Glocks with mops up on 'em Now raise the stock up on 'em Kilo one them niggas, that it's mo' than meet the eye I could play the game better, yeah I'm known to treat your mind I'm damaged been abandoned, one that folk's a leave behind I'm heartless I spark it, let it blow you'll meet this fye grrr Homicide on my mind, I bet that i'm armed and slide Drawn that line mommas crying, niggas and they partners dying On the sly slung that fire, keep that shit right on the side Bonafide and on the rise, I know that i'm qualified I made moves in all sixty-seven counties of my state I don't f*ck with no flaw shit, a nigga only fly straight Well rounded, I could eat off dimes and still have nice taste I don't look for no love let it find me, nigga why wait