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Automatic Lost At Home

mind? The more questions I ask, the more I find I'm lost at home, out of time The coins I flip land on their side I'm holding my breath at your end

mind The more questions I ask the more I find I'm lost at home, out of time The coins I flip land on their side I'm holding my breath at your end of

["You're a barbarian, a savage" plays x12 and throughout the song] [Verse 1:] I'm a barbarian a savage, fully and semi automatic A manage hustler with

daily so you best be packin If you ain't, boo-yaow motherfucker!) [2Pac] Dear mama I know you worry cause I'm hardly at home Every other night in jail

i don't hit the arcade, I walk from school to my moms apartment, I got to tell the sucaks everyday "don't start it", cause where I'm at if your soft your lost

tha chick magnet slip in through tha back door) [Chamillionaire] draws come down when king Koopa tha boss come round call lost and found cause when your girl was lost

step up to the microphone snappin suckers like a chicken bone Long Beach be my home and the chrome that I pack I used to chill on the West Side at The

coke, clientele and clout Without a motherfuckin doubt, take a nigga out for tryin to goaltend a motherfucker paper route Wet his ass up, fat lady single Fully automatic

that I was drafted Aftermath matic unlkeashed the fucking bastard Dont respect none of you niggas get in the castket Talking ratchets, never touched a fucking automatic