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Usual Suspects
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02:15
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04:41
Past 7 Days
Usual Suspects was discovered most frequently at around 1 minutes into the song during the past week

Lyrics

* bonus track, continues on track #17 at 12:55
Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
C'mon, c'mon hah hah, M.G
Know the G, haha, know the face
Haha, know the name ****, hah
C'mon, yeah, yeah
Now who could do it like the M-I-C, y'all **** ain't about this life
Runnin' up inside of the crib to cut your lights
My A-alikes the thug life, drugs and gun fights
White on whites, ménage and dykes, and nice ice
White wraps for these **** who scrap and gun clap
Stick up kids, leavin' y'all with two in the back
Once you bitch-made **** started doin' the rap
Seven figure shit really started ruinin' rap
Take it back to hood shit, bulletproof and biscuits
Chips all for hustle and grams go from bricks
And whips for templates, we switch while we movin' all of this weight
'Til we screamin' all of us hate
You see shit's still real
Nothin' ever change 'cause we still in the field
**** try to front but the game's too real
We don't give a fuck 'bout the way you feel
So fuck what you feel
And shit's still real, nothin' ever change 'cause we still in the field
**** try to front but the game's too real
We don't give a fuck 'bout the way you feel
So fuck what you feel, yeah
Y'all **** better get the guns, fuck the pep talk, I don't wanna hear it
'Cause when it's on it's on, talkin' I don't feel it
That's the fake shit, arguin' just makes shit hot
And with my short fuse, I'm always quick to make shit pop
****, respect this, catch me on the block or in clubs
I'm ambidextrous, solo with the Glock and the snub
But I ain't reckless, with me it's always one big dot
Then one big shot, and one kid drops
Head shot, closed lid over one big box
And a preacher left prayin' over one big plot
Never a mess, now I wanna conquer the world
And I'ma do it, wanna know how? Fuckin' with Earl
He's the one that took me in to raise the dog from a pup
With his guidance, helped create a beast from a mutt
Just released from the cut goin straight for the neck
B.S., Bloodline, what the fuck you expect, ****?
You see shit's still real
Nothin' ever change 'cause we still in the field
**** try to front but the game's too real
We don't give a fuck 'bout the way you feel
So fuck what you feel
And shit's still real
Nothin' ever change 'cause we still in the field
**** try to front but the game's too real
We don't give a fuck 'bout the way you feel, so fuck what you feel, yeah
It's time to take out the garbage, y'all **** want the hard shit, I got shit that'll start shit
Rip apart shit and disregard shit
Thought it wasn't real no more, just because I got a deal
What you think, I ain't gon' steal no more?
"Usual Suspects" once again - thus begins
The bullshit we both went through from trusted friends
Bustin' him from where? (It's time to peel)
Fuck what you heard, baby! Shit's still real
Y'all **** think your shit don't stink, 'cause it don't think
Hit a motherfuckin' iceberg, your ship won't sink
Bitch, don't blink 'cause I'ma hit you with somethin'
I'ma hit you for frontin', I'ma hit you for nuttin'? You buggin'
I'm lovin' the obstacles that I go through
It keeps me real, don't make me have to show you
Fuck you 'cause I don't know you, and listen, dog
If I gots to blow you, you know where you goin' to
You see shit's still real
Nothin' ever change 'cause we still in the field
**** try to front but the game's too real
We don't give a fuck 'bout the way you feel
So fuck what you feel and shit's still real
Nothin' ever change 'cause we still in the field
**** try to front but the game's too real
We don't give a fuck 'bout the way you feel
So fuck what you feel, yeah
You see shit's still real
Nothin' ever change 'cause we still in the field
**** try to front but the game's too real
We don't give a fuck 'bout the way you feel
So fuck what you feel and shit's still real
Nothin' ever change 'cause we still in the field
**** try to front but the game's too real
We don't give a fuck 'bout the way you feel
So fuck what you feel, yeah
Written by: Jeffrey Atkins (Ja Rule), Earl Simmons (DMX), Michael McDermon (Mic Geronimo), Corey McKay, Bruce Washington, Daren Vanderpool, Louis Wilson, Ricardo Wilson, Carlos Wilson, Michael Craig McDermon

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