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RC:
MY NAME IS SIR CEE
LEARNED THE GAME IN MONTGOMERY
WHERE NIGGAS RIDE ON GOLD DEES
AND YELL FUCK THE POLICE
FOR ME
IT USED TO B
DIMESACKS/TIC-TACS
PACKIN RUSTY GATS
NOW ITS GOLDS ON CADILLACS
WITH BIRDS IN THE BACK
PACKIN 100 ROUND MACS
I BEEN
WATCHIN FOR THE JACK
PEOPLE BEEN
ON THEY BACK
DONT COME AT ME WITH THAT
PUT ME IN U MY FRIEND LETS GET SOME ENDS/LETS /
NOT DO SHIT
U /A PUNK BITCH
RIGHT NOW
MY TRIGGA FINGER
IS STARTIN TO ITCH
'IM GETTIN RICH'
MOTHERFUCK THAT SHIT
IM REAL SICK
AND NOT TO B PLAYED WITH
IM MOST DERANGED
ARRANGE LYRICAL BLOODSTAINS
MURDER/HOMICIDE
ALWAYS IN WORDPLAY
U SIT LOOKIN DAZED
AS IF HIT BY STUN RAY
NOW WOULD B A GOOD TIME TO GRAB YO A K/LYRICAL MAKIN
PACKIN AND STACKIN
RHYMES SO PRICELESS
MY TEETH R GOIN PLATINUM
SO R THERE ANY QUESTIONS
ABOUT HOW THIS HAPPENED
BUT FIRST TELL ME WHAT U THINK
BOUT THIS WHITE BOY RAPPING

RC:
THERE THAT FOOL GO
IM PULL OVER
SWITCH/GO
PULL UP SLOW
THAT THANG OUT THE WINDOW
AND I LET IT GO
I REALLY DONT KNOW WHY I DIDNT TAKE HIS CHEESE
I GUESSS I DID IT FOR RESPECT
NEVER CROSS ME
I SHOULD HAVE DONE IT LONG BEFORE
BUT I COULDNT BRING A WAR
TO MY FAMILIES HOME
BUT IM GROWN
NOW/MY MIND IS GONE
NOW/SO ITS ON
NOW/IM ON THE RUN
NOW

ILL CALL THAT LITTLE DITTY LATE NIGHT CREEPIN,,,2 DEEP IN,,,CHEVY CAPRICE N,,THEM GOLD DEES N,,,
,,,,,WELL THATS ENOUGH OF MY WACK RHYMES FOR NOW,
SEND A CHECK OR A MONEY ORDER FOR 19.95 AND ILL TELL YA HOW

RC:
MY GIRL PAM WENT TO SLEEP
AND NEVER WOKE
YO DAUGHTER MYCRESHA
GOD BLESS HER SOUL
BACK WHEN I WAS 12
MY BOY ROCKY WAS KILLED
HOPE GOD FORGIVES YALL
CUZ I
NEVER WILL
FORGIVE ME
FORGIVE HE
FORGIVE SHE
WE/ ALL
GUILTY/ CANT GET MY HANDS CLEAN
THEY TOO FILTHY

RC:
I SPLATTER BEES
SCATTER GEES
UNTIL GAME OVER
FATALITY/ U MAD AT ME
CUZ I GOT THEM KEYS
IMAPALA AND A HOUSE WITH TREES
U BAD MOUTHIN ME
U ALSO BITING
ME/ SAME MOTHERFUCKER TO BLAST AND SMASH THOUGH THE CROWD WHEN THEY WERE RIOTING
WOULD U LIKE TO TRY AGAIN
I RETIRE MEN
AN I LL RHYME TILL CHRISTMAS
WHEN I SLIDE DOWN THE CHIMNEY AN
X U OFF MY HITLIST
U BEEN A BAD LITTLE BOY
I HIT YA WITH YA OWN TOY
AN USE THE BLOOD TO FILL MY POOL  
BOI
LOOKS AS IF U WANT TO GET SOME
BUT IM THE RED RUM
SCARE UM
DARE UM
GRAVES I PREPARE UM
GOT YA GIRL STARRIN
AND THA REGION SLUMPED FROM THOSE TABS CUT HALF WITH HEROIN
WHAT/ MY HAND MUST HAVE SLIPPED
BUT I DONT
GIVE A FUCK
ILL BLOW THIS WHOLE THANG UP
THEY CALL ME DEADEYE
THATS MEANS
DONT BOTHER TO
DUCK

R-CEE:
KEEP ON PLAYIN IF U THINK THIS A JOKE
IM A GO AHEAD AN LET MY
PISTOL/ SMOKE
JUS GOT HOOKED UP AGAIN WITH BIG MAN
HE SAID HE WAS SITTIN RIGHT
AN GOT A PLAN/ I SAW A TWINKLE FROM HIS GOLD TOOTH/ AS HE HANDED ME A MASK AND A BULLETPROOF/ I SAID MOTHERFUCK THOSE NIGGAS ON THE ROOF
EVERY BODY DUCKIN OR DROPPIN
WHEN WE ROLL THRU
I GOT MO GUNS
I THOUGHT YA KNEW
KEYYSTYLE B JUMPIN
OFF THA ROOF
FLIPPIN PEES
AN SMOKIN TREES
I DO THAT AN MO
YA BESS BELIEVE
I BEEN HUNGRY IN THE COLD
AN I FREEZE
HANG EVERY DAY WITH
DEALERS AN THIEVES
GOT THESE KILLERS AFTER ME
SO I KEEP MY GUN
WHEN IM IN THA STREETS
STAY BLOWED OFF THE GANJA AN PEE
WANT TO TEST THIS YOUNG PLAYA
AN THERE IS A FEE
GOT THE DEE
GOT THA E
A MOTHERFUCKERS AFTER ME
THEY WANT TO CAPTURE ME
BUT I STAY LOW KEY
IF THEY KEEP FUCKIN WITH ME
ON THE NEWS THEY WILL SAY
THERE HAS YET BEEN  ANOTHER TRAGEDY
CUZ IM THE C
DOUBLE E
RAISIN THAT S M YA CEE
ANY COLOR CAN GET WITH THESE
WE BOUT IT
MAKIN THAT BREAD AN CHEESE
BLOWIN KILLA GREEN
BARRIN DOPE FIENDS
BUT IM NOT ON THA SCENE
CUZ I CANT B SEEN
PUT HOLES IN THAT ASS LIKE
OLD JEANS
OR SWISS CHEESE
I KEEP YALL JUMPIN LIKE SOME
MEXICAN BEANS
I DONE ROCKED AN COPPED MO
THAN YALL EVER SEEN
I DREAM OF CREAM
ITS OBSCENE
IM TOO MUCH FOR THOSE
TRIPLE BEAMS

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