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Its Billy
You know what the fuck it is its player shit
Middle finger in the air
Rolling joints all day, everyday, as I pray at least five or six
The addictions that I've grown to overcome, you could take your pick
At least 400 milligrams of Oxy a day, and a pack of cigarettes
Then made it years later to write you this
It doesn't matter what situation I'm in
They look me in the eye, and just know
I'm not playin any fuckin games
This game made me insane, barely can think
I learned my street smarts early, so I rarely got played
These songs will live forever they'll never fade
Kill a rapper every 16, right before I desecrate their resting place
I've been saying suck my dick since D generation X
And Eminem taught me to not give a fuck about a single thing at an early age
Early morning pray for those we lost early, hurts me to say
Sometimes it hurts to breathe, the way some of you act, Mac should be turning in his grave
Summer days turn to fall quicker than the eyes can blink
Some people don't like snow and move down south, guess I don't blame them
Welcome to Pittsburgh Pennsylvania
Can't take the cold? get the fuck out, or get a new coat and stop complaining
It's a ghost town ravaged by the drug epidemic
So I haunt the woods and city parks, from Oakland to Glen Hazel
I said I haunt the woods and city parks, from Oakland to Glen Hazel
Right
Right
Billy you know the waves
Straight Don shit
Gangsters but we gentlemen, they labeled us as conscious
Flipping through the page, my ways get rather pompous
Our purpose is for certain, ain't concerned to gather nonsense
We, two generals
We, too pivotal
My brother from another, we share vitamins and minerals
Fire to the flame, if we igniting it get critical
The hype come with a price, so what we writing isn't typical
And what we do?