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Raise Hell In My Cell

you're not Don't think that you're someone else Don't think you're the cream of the crop Don't, cause you know you're not You are... in my cell...

. Leon JD Ay, feels like im forgetting a few people, huh I just want to say to all my niggas, everybody that I love My nieces, my nephews, all my niggaz

' major My adversaries is lookin' worried They paranoid of gettin' buried One of us gon' see the cemetary My only hope to survive if I wish to stay alive Gettin' high, see the demons in my

I'm from D-Block, I'm on 3, 5, 4 I keep my heat cocked and my blunt lit The mack out, take a piece of your back out Raise it to your cheek nigga, dare

, shit up a storm I walk the streets with shark fin off my arms Doctor Dolittle, lit off the bone My bracelet like I raised it off the farm Home-grown, thick, dirty My

I had my Glock 'cause it's major I'm makin' shanks out the plastics in razors These motherfuckers won't leave me alone that's my word About to turn a

felt what's inside my tummy My mom wanting out, is my time running out? Is the Lord up top with a stop watch for me? Hope not... hope not... hope nothope not (My

[Leatha Face] To my hard rocks, locked in cell blocks, never shell shock Melt the ox in your face, displaced in the penalty box My enemies heart pumps

a n-gga on point like there'sa price on my head I going max, got me knocking suckers and they back In the cell, raising hell, tryna get back to the trap