Ahhh, I hate your fuckin guts, and I hope that you die Sticky Fingers, the name, and my life is a lie Cause I'm havin a bad day, so stay out of my way And what the pistol packin people say you better obey Just in the nick of time, I commit the perfect crime Rip my heart, from my chest, throw it right into a rhyme Don't feel pain cause it's all in the mind And what's mines is mines, and what's yours is mine Don't fuckin blink or I'ma rob your ass blind Onyx, is rippin shit, I got the tech nine So what the farmers got boy buck buck buck buck It's a catastrophe, tangling with Sticky I'm a bald head with a kinfe, I want your money or your life
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