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DE'ANDRE AKA BIGG KHRISCO lyrics : "Open Letter"

Verse 1://
Sleep? $#&@ it, I'll do it when I'm dead.
I got too much to do, too much %#@! up in my head.

Too many nights I done went unfed.
Too many goals to accomplish so $#&@ a bed.
I'll sleep on the loveseat, sleep on a couch.

Sleep on a cot or sleep standing up or $#&@in slouched.
Roomer even has it that I possess a disorder.
$#&@ that, (*##$ I'm doin what I gotta to keep order.

Martial Law is coming up, I'm tryin to get armed up.
$#&@ ya gun laws, come to my house and get harmed up.
Call me that ^!$$% James Holmes, call me Mr. McVeigh.

Call me the Tsarnaevs I do all things MY WAY!
Unless she got a pretty face then I might fold.
But that's a big MIGHT cause its even Death to u hoes.

Death to u copycatters, death to perry winks,
Death to u clowns and (*##$es tryin to be me.
Sporting nice minks, leather or a peacoat.

The long kind cause the short ones to me are mutha $#&@in jokes.
Clean up ya dialect, omit the hostility.
Cancel all the evilness and rebirth Smiley.

Only way I do that is for Q, T, or Justeen.
The rest of you $#&@in counts gone see the dark side of me.
The gnashing of the $#&@in teeth, execution of the jackknife.

Bullets being sprewn about someone done lost his life.

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Y'all Gone Learn Today! (Repeat throughout)

Verse 2://

Mutha $#&@a what u thought, u thought that was the conclusion.
I got mo bars than a drunk at times of confusion.
Times of delusion, when they can't discern %#@!.

Times when they compare Chief Keef to Lil Cupid.
I gives a monkeys nipples who of the two got all the bread.
Listen to the damn words comin out these men's heads.

Listen to the propaganda media constantly serve.
Money is the root so all u money lovers SWERVE!
My fist is slowly balling up, eyes turnin buckshot.

Only way to dilute this is cocoa and marshmallows HOT!
$#&@ $$# dicknose #~!!@ $$# pricks.
The devastation is arising and Ur the cause of it !#$*!


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