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Verse 1

I'm ready to make a murder scene happen, pimp slapping demons and packing, unload
clips reload and sink ships like a captain, you be acting like you be knowing when a G be
rappin, running from the scene while O.R.C. playaz be gangster scrapping, Now hold up
cuz they done did it, diss the lyric I spitted, even though I know you and your crew aint
ever going to admit it, now slow down T this is family, they mess wit you, they mess wit
me and also E, why? Cuz this is O.R.C., lyrically I be commin wit ski masks out the
bushes, wit chainsaws and axes draggin these demons while the blood gushes, I'm a jack
these demons playa one by one, see they call me big daddy kane, Why? cuz I get the job
done, now watch me jack these demons, hit em wit a gat, show em' how a real G post to

palo alto, sacramento, fresno, vallejo, richmond, san leandro, oakland, hayward, los
angeles and diego, yall know, the golden state full of hate and drama, mariguanna and
thugs that shoot a qien les da la ganna, most got both hands on they desert eagle, gotta
watch ya back cuz here in california killings legal, rollin regals impala's, cadi's and em el
caminos, hittin switches best beware of all them hatin snitches, taking pictures of
westcoast cali sunsets, streets infested wit all those gang bangin ghetto vet's, no regrets,
my patnas dying over them gangs and sets, having sex wit girls in mini skirts and pink
burrets, whats next, sick of tech's and all the ghetto birds, smell of herb and playboys
sippin on the thunderbird, I'll scream untill I'm heard, preach tha word in every alley crack
and ghetto curb, wit the beats and verbs anointed by the mighty God I serve.

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