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Rule number one, always practice what you preach. Rule number two, quit crappin where you eat. And rule three, if you made the mattress, then you sleep in it, rule four, don't just be relaxin on no beach.

And this far my roadrunner's trappin in the streets. We need you on point, you in traffic with police.

Last thing we need is to see another casket. And it's free to brawl, fair time, tappin in with Meech.

You gotta be quicker than that, they catchin them then release. Spin cycle, just rinse and repeat. And that's the whole world, though. Your woes really ain't that deep. No love for **** who count sheep.

A poet with a pen in the pad, my mind gone. Reporting live from a whole different time zone. An upgraded ticket, that expensive ride home. And Nonnie always knew to leave the kitchen lights on.

I'm straight back to work, gotta keep the lights on. A million worth of game written in my iPhone. Call me Councilmember Miles representing my zone I'm a product of the city, girl the streets are my bones I'm a, just a,

North Towner, West Sider Ball in out of control, check the gate, sliders He just a, North Towner, West Sider Ain't a damn thing changed, just the rates higher I'm just a, North Towner, West Sider

Northtown, Westside, ,

 Northtown, Westside,

Who really made it out this hell hole? The odd makers told me hell no. I made plays from a cell call, moms from a jail phone A drunk driver on the railroad Swear **** couldn't walk a mile in my shell toes The day i stop will be when hell froze Shit, I'm good on any block in my city, bro, I'm well known And this the sound of North Vegas on your headphones And when I die, I put the greatest on my head stone.

And show **** all I was him this summer, run the car fact, miles really did them numbers, I still fight the love, we all got a past, don't use mine to judge. we all got a plan, I drew mines and mud.

the flow messy, amdex fight right, but I right lefty, and don't sweat me, you don't know me, you just met me, it's in me, it's not on me, it ain't left me.

Respect me, respect me, it's full circle, game heavy, it's pressure, it's all purple, it ain't reggie, I might bring a ring to the turf if they let me, as if the real ones gon connect me,

but shit, I'm just a, North Towner, West Sider,