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"Label Me"

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This song is actually based on a true story on how I was labeled in different parts of the US such as Las Vegas, mid-Michigan, and southern California
Just label me (x4)

Yo. . never was a thug just infatuated with clothes
Never was a gangsta 'til I started wearin' those
Got the rep to gangbang for the shave-head wearin'
Put it down for Detroit, much more appealin'
Always ready to beat some ass, if they talked trash
Yes I'm here, but only to make some extra cash
When you're me, people just wanna see, what I'll do
Take a hit, spent a day in jail, is this even true
People feel, they're free to say what's on their minds
When they see me at work, face to face, in disguise
In conversation there's some confrontation, way I felt
Come in violation, better watch my mouth talk svelte
If I feel it, kill it, gotta conceal it, remove it
Being reasonable when I call you what you're not
Do it, just try it man, tempt me, push me, whoosie
I need a good reason for this place to fire me

Just label me, these people don't know much
they don't believe, just please give up
Just label me, even if I look a certain way
just please, keep what you gotta say (x2)

I love makin' you scared, makes me feel good
Like small children, when they're scared of monsters
All you people gotta do is straight piss me off
I'll violate all the rules and all bets be off
I'm a killer, not only that I'm a serial killer
Worse than Michael Jackson in his video thriller
Who needs masks? As soon as you see me you run away
An excellent method 'cause he ain't got nothing to say
Actually better 'cause he won't speak to me
Don't come around me, don't bother me, and I'll let you be
It's like runnin' from your nightmares, but this ain't a joke
You can smell the lawsuits when I get provoked
Everybody halts and stops, I do that?
All I see is people running to the back
This is how I was labeled now where I'm at
I'll just give up, whether you'll call me what I'm not


I won't smoke it so these people know that I'm for real
Who cares about the red eyes that's how my contacts feel
I loved the C-A ever since I first moved out there
I spit game, and look how many b*tches I got wanting it
Dammit I could NEVER do it like I wanted to do it
Don't even try E, become stupid, think about it
Don't ever in your life try marijuana smoke
The brain will become fry no it's not a hoax
The eye playing there's nothing it's called a mirage
I can blend in good just like some camouflage
Now sit back while I'm telling the truth through a pen
Now everybody knows I'll never be the same again
I was filled with much hatred and anger
Whenever I would see the logo of the LA Lakers
And Lord have mercy of these fans of the LA Fakers
It was a curse for the losing of the Philadelphia 76ers


Just please, just please, just give it up

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