Peace King, and Welcome back Acid..
I'm inclined to recline opposing lines i decline..
The title gold glare leave em blind..they seeing my shine..
Queen they drooling over that's my dime..
Put the horror in the scope, dot on head it's a death sign..
Master minds remarkable, the dough snatchers pockets full..
Weapons gassed wit rocket fuel, in duels i rock, and shoot..
The secret service, and c.i.a. couldn't stop the loot..
Every bars in topics true, lyrics so hot theyr'e tropical..
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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
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