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[Verse 1] If it wasn't for Kool Herc, hip hop wouldn't be created That's bullshit, I would of created it tens years later Niggas acting up till the guns is heard I don't hear you popping shit now, mums the word And all you rapping niggas, what, that's all you got Think you a thug now you doing songs with Pac Got a bullet in my stomach doctors scared to remove it And 25 stitches above my dick to prove it But I can't die, so I don't wear no vest I'm like super nigga, got a SF on my chest Nigga I'll take a automatic and play Russian roulette Just to collect life insurance, fake my death Told you once, told you twice This is the last time you can boooooooop give me a flat line Even if I bleed to death I can't die Not even if I fell from ten stories high Yo, I'ma rule the underground or get shot trying No matter how many times I get hit with the hot iron [Hook] [x8] I'm not dying What bring it I'm not dying [Verse 2] I tried everything swallowed pills slit my wrist Made my own brother shoot me, X-1 fucking missed Tried to paint the walls with my brain but the gun jammed At my first shoot out, I stayed everyone ran I went in raw in more than ten different women Locked myself in the garage with the Benz running As a kid, they had to watch me carefully Tried to put the blow dryer in the bath with me Everywhere I go, I hear voices, who calling me Doc said my brain damaged but I don't see nothing wrong with me Maybe that's why half the industry won't do a song with me I walked amongst the dead, Talked to punks with lead An eye for an eye, we can all go blind All you niggas talking about you ain't scared to die I feel you nigga, cause I ain't scared to kill you nigga WHAT I'ma rule the underground or get shot trying No matter how many times I get hit with the hot iron [Hook] You can't kill me (8X)
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