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Morphine
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1982
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Yeah Uh (Statik Selektah) Here we go Kidnappings, alibis, drive-bys I been there, there's paperwork, so why lie? Four-fives, bullets spittin', flesh cookin' Now you bare, fitted, body on the best cushion Hah, I came to dinner with a meat cleaver Bam, I get you hit up with a street sweeper Unique dreamer that's whippin' the green Bimmer In them clean sneakers, I spent my feature money on reefer Reach for my piece, you fittin' to meet Jesus I'm a street genius, before rap, I sold heaters It's no weakness, runnin' with cold creatures Put a bullet into your b*t*h and kill your fetus Cement shoes, they don't know where your feet is Closed casket, no clothes, you're at the griever's It's up to me, make a killin' off the morphine The fiends come and we hit 'em with the quarantine Brr (Yeah) Statik Selektah, Termanology, Fizzy, ahh
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