[bad word] 
Yeah, bout to talk about some serious [bad word] 
Deadly habits, you know everybody's got 'em
Just that some niggaz try to front, try to cover [bad word] up
But [bad word] that, I be wylin sometimes - you know why?
Cause suckers be thinkin that [bad word] is sweet
Niggaz be thinkin that rap niggaz ain't real, haha
Yeah well that's aight, that's aight
Let 'em think what they want

[Verse One: [bad word] 
Yo I'm steady at it, them deadly habits
I pray for the best [bad word] son, but my dome's already shattered
By the [bad word] that's occurred
Drivin home tipsy from the club, puffin herb, vision blurred
Thinkin bout them niggaz who caught the drop
Who I gotta stop, who he caught, and who still gotta get popped
Stash box, feelin like Fish in "King of New York"
Wifey do her thing for the God, she don't be bringin me pork
Cause there's enough deadly [bad word] a brother be facin
Up in V.I.P., niggaz drinks they be lacin
Got a [bad word] sweatin pacin, not ready to fall the [bad word] up
But ready to pull out, and back 'em all the [bad word] out
And my guardian angel, is always there to protect
And my supreme nature, keeps all them savages in check
How the [bad word] did everything get so twisted
They say be careful what you pray for, so I guess now it's this [bad word] 

 [bad word]  [bad word] 
They will never know - what I do to get by
And them many times I almost died
They will never know - all the reasons why I flip
And now I gotta keep an extra clip
They will never know - what this stress is like
And why I'm on point, ready to fight
They will never know - all the pressure and pain
Don't give a [bad word] if they think less of me mayne

[Verse Two: [bad word] 
Deadly habits, they could be a number of things
Everybody got 'em, some people do ugly things
Excessive behaviour, it can get the best of you
 [bad word] me, I'm a lot like the rest of you
I got issues, that haven't been resolved
You know like, money people owe me while they out havin a ball
(Mmm) Guess they too got deadly habits
Got me on a mission, to go and merk, each and every [bad word] 
Manager's coked up, A&R's all doped up
Old school style, have 'em gagged up and roped up
Those deadly habits have me losin my cool
But yo the Son can't chill, so I'ma be abusin them fools
Pull the plug on 'em, pull [bad word] on 'em
Have 'em callin up, all their closest thug friends
Them niggaz can get it too
This GangStarr [bad word] is too deep, to even get into
So [bad word] you!

 [bad word] 

[Verse Three: [bad word] 
 [bad word] you wanna do, we way past 7:30
Be easy, too many brothers seem to go to heaven early
It's [bad word] in these streets, but soon I'm on a hot streak
Who's in the hot seat, who had a felony beef
Yo I beat cases, with different attorneys
And I laughed at the racist DA's, who were wishin to burn me
My mom caught a heart attack, around the same time
News articles were published, around the same time
This depressed me more, but I stayed in tact
And that last corny chick I was with, she got played in fact
I know niggaz that did dumb time, and dumb crimes
I [bad word] with real niggaz, and never cowards with dumb minds
This country's got us in a fix
America, your deadly habits, got us all up in the mix
War without, war within, holy war, mortal sin
Tell me - huh, what's the origin?

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