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GROWING UP ALL I EVER WANTED TO BE WAS A GANGSTER... 

FROM THE AGE OF 12 I WANTED THAT MONEY, POWER AND RESPECT...

ONE DAY I LOOKED OUT MY WINDOW AND SEEN THE GRINCH, AND THE ZOMBIE...

THE BANDIT WAS THERE TOO, BUT THAT MOTHERFUCKER SCARED ME SIDEWAYS...

RUMORS HAD IT HE SLEPT WITH A KEVLAR VEST, AND HAD A PISTOL UNDER THE PILLOW...

WITH A AK-47 UNDER THE BED, TO ME THIS WAS THE LIFE I WANTED... THE LIFE I NEEDED...

I STARTED OUT AS A CORNER PUSHER, AND BECAME A KILLER... ALL I WANTED WAS RESPECT, AND FEAR...

I WANTED MOTHERFUCKERS TO SHIVER WHEN THEY HEARD MY NAME, AND PALOMINO LOCOS AFTER IT...

THEY CALL ME LA MOUSIE BECAUSE I'M A WILD RODENT... I DON'T SPEAK BUT I SQUEAK.

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