“The Situation” lyrics

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I was in the situation, baby, not too long ago
Beat my charge, got back on hard to cripple pus*y funk ass hoes
Rapping is so hard to stop, now I'm off my stumbling block
Bustas hate I'm back on top, I robbed the pope and shot the cop
Boy, you gon' be facing death, victim of this pistol whip
When I blast, you better step, I leave more shells than Taco Bell
Yeah, you gon' die, hoe, from f*cking with this Devil Shyt
I'm hangin' out the motherf*cking window 'bout to shoot this b*tch
Murder, murder, it's a game, I'm a martyr - bring the pain
Flaugin' rappers throw up mane when they see them blood stains