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 [O.C.]
 Timmy wanted a name, tryin to gain fame like a skeezer
 Robbed the spot and stole ice from the freezer
 He's a fool, cause he went in without a mask on
 Now he's on the run so he dipped to Nebraska
 Hasn't crossed his mind, his girl named Olivia
 She'll talk the fall for the jump from Bolivia
 Asides that, he fat, livin on his own-ah
 Diminshed the friendship style, now a loner
 Relaxed while his family is gagged and tied up in New York
 Askin them, to confess his whereabout
 No one fesses up so the Columbian scores a blister
 Shovin up a broomstick to his sister
 
 [Chorus *whispered*]
 Believe it or not.. (3X)
 Believe it or not, believe it or not..
 
 [O.C.]
 Everyone screams like hell souls are damned
 Mommy gives up cries like bleacher's bed fans
 The experience was 'aww shit' like movie flicks
 But the men inside they treat, the women like tricks
 One beats his meat, the other Columbian he pounds mommy down
 the longer Timmy stays out of town
 You get tortured, all of your babies and on no slackin for
 the nigga disses so he insists return
 He knows little of the pain that the family endure
 Still he deal his disease for sure
 He had a cure far worse like candy kids steal from a store
 Livin off his heist like a crack whore
 
 [Chorus] - 2X
 
 [O.C.]
 Check it out
 Enough of the games one said, butt open high
 Started with ma, gave her a Columbian necktie
 Doin the daughter far worse, I tell
 Pullin her skin back slow, peels off her toenails
 Raw skin exposed plus Gus that wasn't all
 They drenched her feet, with a whole lot of alcohol
 The babies were baked, like cakes in the oven
 No remorse was governed, in their hearts was stone cold nothin
 He lacked love for his fam, obvious ain't it
 He traded blood for money, just readin
 picked up a local newspaper and paid it; family slain - drug related
 He stood stiffer than a patient bein sedated
 Face still blew upon on it like wind
 Instead of you they took it out, on your last line of kin
 And now a sour taste devour your breath, what's left
 is a thief that had his family tortured to death
 
 [Chorus] - 2X
 
 story.. it's a story..
 story.. it's a story.. 
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