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I've got these scars on my hands, one for every mistake

Most the peeps I used to run with ended up bein fake

I live by one rule now, you dish out, all you can take

Cuz these problems I've overcome are beginning to fuckin make

Me pop off, like a gun, on my hip a full clip

There's gonna be an battle, make sure your equipped

Cuz I've got an arsenal to choose from, prepare to be defeated

My patience with you bitches, seems to be depleted

I'd ask the crew for help, but homie I don't even need it

If I did want you gone, I'd simply have to speak it

Cuz I'm Michael Jackson bad, I suggest that you beat it

And that's my word cuz, I suggest that you heed it

(Hook)

Believe it, that just happened, go a head and rub your eyes

Trynna wake up from reality, might catch you by surprise

No your not dreaming, but ill send your ass to bed

This memory will never be missing from your head

I mean it, I’ll stream it, to the masses, as your life passes

Used and abused, for sale, sold as is

Ruthless, I keep records, of you bitches trynna stop me

thought you were slick to catch a lick, but naw playa not me!

Always ready, these hands be heavy, fuck ‘round if you want to

Reminiscent of a mic check, cuz I’ll hit you with the 1,2

Layed out, nighty night, Kevin hart, your time was short

Popeye the sailor man, undefeated champ, roaming port to port

I wish I could say, it’s not personal, it’s just for sport

Should of shut that trap, and all the cap, b4 stepping on this court

(Hook)

Believe it, that just happened, go a head and rub your eyes

Trynna wake up from reality, might catch you by surprise

No your not dreaming, but ill send your ass to bed

This memory will never be missing from your head