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Sick Of It All Rip Off

Faces from places I've never been All the shops and restaurants Ask for money that I haven't got It's just a fake make no mistake A rip off me a new

battered, always sore, And I wont tell no one, Just breathe, breathe. You can have it all (You can have it all) You can take it all (You can take it) You can have it

guns start to run shit Coming from the streets, gum on long dick Get strong-armed for baggage, it's tragic, some Vietnam shit Flat-lining all you cats

runnin Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it comin Then bring it back, with another stack, of raps to blow your back out How many of y'all

i ain't Nick Cannon/ nigga got M-11s SR-15s and i plan to let niggas have it Fuck this rappin, if it come down to it nigga disrespectin what's happnin

'/ If a lick call, I'm hittin' it/ Thirty Mil and still grindin'/ It's all about perfect timin' yup, nigga don't need no fuckin' help/ It's all about

he flossin' cash and jewelry Rip it off his ass, keep walkin' fast Thuggish ruggish till the day that I die Fuck it that?s all I been all of my life It

, kill one of mine, I'mma kill one of yours It ain't bitin' for base, but they still want it raw Y'all niggaz think y'all do dirt, we do it more My man

to southpaw like De La Hoya golden boy I put it on you polaroid finish, left you as red as Sonya I been a soulja all my life, fought for stripes all