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Fucked Up Year Of The Rat

Reaching up to touch the sky, The sun, the centre of my mind. Hopes are high and time is wide, Dream of life on the other side. Take my chance to grab

Reaching up to touch the sky, The sun, the centre of my mind. Hopes are high and time is wide, Dream of life on the other side. Take my chance to grab

on trial for my old endeavors Cold weather got catched trying to buck wholes in my fucking sweater Niggas is soft like butter, leathers and felt Time to heat it up

Care If You See The Laurens Tucket Or You Bill O Reilly You Only Ralling Me Up For 3 Years They Had Me Peeing Out Of A Cup Now They Bout To Free Me Up

gon' tell you who the thuggish ruggish. They love us. You haters, I bet you won't say fuck you us to our faces, bitch, and ball up your knuckles, 'cause

niggaz get it all and give it away Gettin' back was out of the question, they lived for today Then the hunger pains start up, then the murderous plots To set up, they fuckin

slangin', ya, ya, ya Heavyweight, got a bad bitch in every state On the grind, nonstop till I touch this cake Mark ass niggas, stay the fuck up out my

Face, slanging yay everyday Heavyweight, got a bad bitch in every state On the grind non-stop till I touch this cake Mark ass niggas stay the fuck up

His records get mad airplay I don't care I'm knockin' somebody right the fuck out I don't care Yo yo, fuck all you radio that wanna play clean singles I cleaned mine for years