Bizzy: There is no way in hell [marching factions...] that the blind can lead theblind [...regime takin over my body...]unless somebody play the dog [...intertwinedintomy soul.].
Split personality-ality-ality. Split personality-ality-ality. I m in reality. [Foward march.] Waitin for warfare. Waitin for warfarewarfarewarfarewarfare. My armymarchin factionsregime takin over my body it seems. Regimeregime. [Forward march.] Bizzy: Hear the eruption when I m pumpin and bustin gotta give a concussion. Lovin the lust and plus to touch merush metoo muchyou must be out of your mind. Trust meI m the nigga dumpin tell em lovely. All the way from the Clairto the PO and down 71 we on to the C.O. and fuckin with the B-O-N-E hit thefloor and goand again we hit the door. Capo: Ammo exploderappin in platinumCapo ballin out of control. Provoked emotionsdevotioncapture bankrollbehold the unknow treasure. Cherish your soul preciousas solid gold roses thrown over decomposed bodies frozeexpose who chose toimpose sleep. Deceasedburied six feet deep beneath hollow stonetragedyprolong memoriesharmonysing another sad song. Unsolved mysteries involvesociety. Only strong minds survive holocaust victims soft in our life die off.The (?) caught slippin steppin in deep shit(...?...) Ignorance lost. (...?...)The pussy wish he had some balls to brawl with us heartless. In it til yahavin a tendency to empy cartriges off on enemy targets [bitch]. Regardlessof felony charges still spittin ammunitionso mission accomplished. Bizzy: We re movin in heaven s moviemy lil niggawatch out! Waitin for warfare. Waitin for warfarewarfarewarfarewarfare. My armymarchin factionsregime takin over my body it seems. Regimeregime. Bizzy: Well I m a soldierfuck the TV. See me when theybring back 3D. Even on Eazybookin on melookin at Ruthless nowshe so sleazy. Gimme some cheese! AndIsee that you re scheming on the comedians nowbut leave mebitch. You betterbelieve can t nobody save you when I move my music underground. And don t deceivemepleaseget up off your kneesI m all about businessask Animal. I ain tyour victim and a witness to the sickness written. Did I piss you off?
On a missionin the midst of the demons bankin off my voice and makin my choices. She don teven know me and I m kickin and screamin tryin to get out my dreamsat leastto keep me breathin . Even poisoned the noisegot me coverin my earsand savemy tears for yearsjust for the joy. But I m tellin you boynot hereI gottaget my paper. Will the rapist pull my plug and fuck the thug? Hell yeahniggano love. I thought you knew and nigga don t shove cause I m likenigga what? I llfuckyou up you know the rules. Regime takin over my body it seems. Waitin for warfare. I can smell your wicked rigormortis a mile from the morgue. The scorn inyour soul may tell you to humiliate your enemies. Have you not read the Art ofWar?Absent-minded to the enduring. Pouring your cup of damnation in the midst ofmyworld. You gotta be out of your monkey-ass mind. No more will the look of Medusaseduce the predecessors and entrepreneurs. Capo: RetaliationI can taste temptation. Itchin instigatin allegations. Undertakin sacred assassinations. Dead presidentsweaponsand nations. Independence foresaken.Revelations in the making. Bitch-made niggas breakin . Separate by segregation.Hatred they motivation. No relation in this congregation. Load weapons [Bpassme a clip!] trigger detonations. Bullet penetratemen breakstrain. Pain andfrustration. Abstain. Chain-reaction tribulations. Safe to say you can t escape disaster when messin with a master. Unmask the Ripsta s little riddlernigga (?) killas. Bizzy: Gotta get you more moneycome on my little brother. And I brung him. Thug on. I got him fuckin with the revolution all on theretribution and execution. Shootin let emdo em. Get gonedone made a bomb bond. None of y allpinnedmy strategize. I heard Bizzy s friedI heard Bizzy diedbut the word from Bryon:SurpriseI m still alive with a militant mind. Gotta hit itwill die in a minutedid he feel it? Well then get it. Rewindyou just trippin on a nigga tryin to shinebut I m a get mine and I ain t lyin . Nigga everytime I sign the dottedline it s for the riot. Nigga what you want to do and I ain t dyin without youin the silence will kill yait s the quiet ones who might peel ya. On the realeron my lonely and I see that you re phoneynobdy. Phone me an surely I m outthedoor and don t you come for me. It s still fuck _____ for surelet it go. I know and boy I will enjoy a littletoe to toebut noyou d probably involve the po po and tell them that you wenttojail with Bizzy Bone. It s on in the C.O.

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