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Extra, extra, get a newspaper I'm Stackin' up paper, just to stun all my

Haters I'm the Black Paul, bangin' Away, I chop down

These acres And yo bitch blow me the blow steam, I guess

She catchin' vapors Life's so sweet, But it's startin' to lose

Flavor They doubtin' my songs, they act like this

ain't a banger And you hatin' on the low, best believe you

in danger Snitches get stitches, fuck around and get

tailored Extra, extra, I'm the new world leader

Blowin' on gas, I'm tryna fill up the meter Fuck her, leave her, she was never a keeper

And your chick get passed around, I let my homie receive her

This for back when I couldn't get pussy, cause I was too eager

This for the times when I came to school with hoes in my sneakers

This that audio crack, free bass all through your speakers

And if I don't know you, then you payin' more for the feature

Extra, extra, read all about it Niggas been hatin', niggas been dyin

I swear I murder these rappers, pistols on silence

Give me a year or two, I promise you'll read about me

Extra, extra, read all about it Niggas been hatin', niggas been dyin

I swear I murder these rappers, catchin' the body

Give me a year or two, I promise you'll read about me

Extra, extra, these niggas do extra Watch out for police, they might be givin' confessions

Shredder's a king, tell him to bask in my essence

And I keep them magazines and I ain't talkin' about essence

Life is a bitch, but that bitch taught me some lessons

All you got is your family, your faith, and your blessings

Cause your friends will get greedy, then your friendships get questioned

That's why I keep my crew small and just maintain these connections

Extra, extra, fuck the district attorney

That was appointed to niggas throughout that whole journey

In the judicial system, they play both sides cause they're dirty

And you thought it would change, but the tables keep turnin

Help me, help me, help me, please hurry

Put out the fire, the bridges are burnin

You do not pose a threat, so tell me why should I worry

Shredder is the MVP and your bitch wearin' my jersey

Extra, extra, read all about it

Niggas been hatin', niggas been dyin

I swear I murder these rappers, pistols on silence

Give me a year or two, I promise you'll read about me