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Popa Chief
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Message!!!
f/ L Uneek *
* Provides back-up vocals
[Chorus: Popa Chief] Always expects the unexpected Be prepared when shit gets hectic You don't know how long you got on this planet So don't take your one life for granted Always expects the unexpected Be prepared when shit gets hectic Popa Chief, just what the doctor ordered You niggas fit to steal, and percent they get murdered Message!!!!
[Popa Chief] It all starts from toy guns that got bang and squirts And the violence on the Cartoon Network Yosemite Sam and Elmer Fudd, role models Busting shots in bars, swiggin' on triple X bottles Wile E. Coyote, always getting fucked up Tell me, is it rabbit season or is it 'duck'? I thought rap was a trade, to sit back and get paid In the shade, lamping, sippin' on lemonade Oh, I'm afraid, that it's worse than the spread of AIDS Niggas lounge today, pack AK's and hand grenades Chasing rusty blades, but I'm afraid That my seed might be the next one, when the bullets stray If I hear one more mafioso rap, I'mma lose it If I hear one more high body count rap, I'mma lose it If I hear one more gang bang east/west coast rap, I'mma lose it Stop it, no, put an end... I got to fix it, message
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[Popa Chief] Born the son of a Mayan worker, pistol packing poolander My song it dances to tear jerks Prince taught me how to weak an a-plus cusser Experimenting with cannibus and firewater Moms did the best she could, knock on wood Had her growing up in the hood, so poor, feel so good Babysitter had me licking twat as a kid Clap the maniac, no remorse for the shit I did Pops was a rolling stone, I was born grown Nine-ten, and I still live at home Cuz ain't nobody giving me shit, ain't nothing free On the verge of prosperity, living in poverty Young dumb and widen, seven days on Riker's Island Three seeds, two baby mommas, nobody smiling I found out, what I did not know Frozen, H20, don't flow... Oh now I know, message
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