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“After the fire comes the rain, after pleasure there's pain Even though we broke for the moment, we'll be ballin again Til I make it yo; my military be prepared for them bustaz Similar to, bitches that scary, get too near me we rushin Visions of over-packed prisons, fiends and ni**az thug livin Pressures and three strikes, I hope they don't test us They pull the heater ammunition it cranks, psssh Move without a sound, as we slide down, pistols in place They got me fiendin for currency, the money be callin It's like I'm - dreamin, see in season me ballin Participated in felonious behavior Cock the cocked fo'-five, snatchin ni**az pagers Labeled a mark soon as we start, it was hard to quit We started out drinkin 40's, moved to harder shit God damn now I'm a grown man, I follow no man ni**a got my own plan, and it's called Killuminati”

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