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Too $hort

"Intro"

[Verse 1]
The theme song to The Sopranos
Plays in the key of life on my, mental piano
Got a strange way of seeing life like
I'm Stevie Wonder with, beads under the doo-rag
Intuition is there even when my vision's impaired, yeah
Knowing I can go, just switching a spare
On the highway of life, nigga it's sharp in my sight
Oh! Keen senses ever since I was a teen on the benches
Everytime somebody like Enus was mentioned
I would turn green, me, being in the trenches
Him, living adventureous not worrying about expenditures
I'm braving temperatures below zero, no hero
No father figure, you gotta pardon a nigga
But I'm starvin my niggas, and the weight loss in my figure
Is startin to darken my heart, bout to get to my liver
Watch it my niggas, I'm trying to be calm but I'm gon' get richer
Through any means, with that thing that Malcolm palmed in the picture
Never read the Qu'ran or Islamic scriptures
Only Psalms I read was on the arms of my niggas
Tattooed so I carry on like I'm non-religious
Clap whoever stand between Shawn and figures
Niggas, say it's the dawn but I'm superstitious
Shit is as dark as it's been, nothing is goin' as you predicted
I move with biscuits, stop the hearts of niggas acting too suspicious
This is, food for thought, you do the dishes

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