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As I grab the clock, put it to your head piece. One in the chamber, the safety is off release. Straight at your domes homes, I want to see cabbage. Biggie Smalls the savage. Doing your brain cells much damage. Teflon is the material, for the imperial. Mic gripper, girl stripper, off the Henney sipper. I drop lyrics on and off like a light switch, quick to grab the right b!tch and make her drive the Q....45. Glocks and techs are expected, when I wreck sh!t Respect is collected, so check it. I got lyrics drippin' out my butt cheeks. Sleep on my stomach so I don't f*** up my sheets. My sh!t is deep, deeper than my grave G. I am ready to die and no one can save me. So f*** the world, my moms, and my girl. My life is played out like a jheri curl, I am ready to die!