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All I know is that first you've got to Get mad. You've got to say, "I'm a human Being, God damn it! My life has value!" Ma-ma-maybe. Some Call it onion, call it stunkin', I just call It crack. Why do I do the shit I Do? I don't even know. Maybe it's because the Devil got control of my soul. Automatic rounds 'cause you ain't down with this Real shit. Niggas be bitchin' and fuck with this Pimpin', they trippin' and gettin' they wig split. Smoke some real, coke some real, well-defined for The funk. Young nigga real on the real like A super punk. In the car, in the club, It don't matter, I'm so high. Some call it onion, call it stunkin', I just Call it crack. Why do I do the shit I do? I don't even know. Maybe it's because the devil got control of my Soul. On the Tech Nine, now it's time to Creep. Hollow tips in the clip, fuck it, suckas Better take sleep. We ain't losin' on your back, Die, you ain't quick enough. Only love a 211 just because you gettin' tough. Niggas is a man, now they dead from the Uzi round. Trick or foul, bloody on the ground, Smellin' Owen's mouth. Hole in his dome from the Chrome that I had dealt. Cut from the motherfucker. You know what the most frightening thing in the World is? It's fear. Hello? Have you checked the children? Niggas is a man, now they dead from the Uzi round. Trick or foul, bloody on the ground, Smellin' Owen's mouth. Hole in his dome from the chrome that I Had dealt. Cut from the hunt, wild with the Motherfucker. Automatic rounds 'cause you ain't down With this real shit. Niggas be bitchin' and fuck With this pimpin', they trippin' and gettin' they Wig split. Smoke some real, coke some real, Well-defined for the funk. Young nigga real on the Real like a super punk. In the car, in the club, it don't matter, I'm so high. Some call it onion, call it Stunkin', I just call it crack. Why do I do the shit I do? I don't even know. Maybe it's because the devil Got control of my soul.