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Part 3
BET I

“What in De’s name?!  He’s insane!” Lewis exclaims.

“Something’s wrong with his brain!” Rain adds.

“What would make him want to possess some old guy?…”  Lewis continues.

Rain answers, “It was that conversation with Derek the morning after he and Sky unexpectedly left the city and went home…  I think Marion just took the first opportunity he could get… just happened that some old dude died right then.”

“What the hell’d Derek say to make’im do something like that?!”

“I think it went somethin’ like this:”¹

Flashback to Derek-M and Marion’s conversation.  Derek-M sings:

Put me on anything, still I bet I bust
Put me anywhere on the map I bet I bust
This is what I does, so please don’t gas me up
Matter fact, gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I bust
I bet I bust
I bet I bust
I bet I, I bet I, I bet I bust
I bet I bust
Matter fact gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I bust

Bust, bust, bu-bu-Bust

Yeah, bud, bust, bet I bust
That’s just what I does
Yes, put me anywhere on the map
With a backpack strapped still I bet I bust
Bet I float, bet I rip this beat, bet I feel that soul
Bet I go, bet I bench these niggas like Ray, sit down bro
Bet I know everything about this game
Bet I know my role
Bet they know when I come to the court this is my sport
B the O B so bet I’m gone
Bet I’m on a brand new plane
Bet I’m in a whole different zone
I ain’t really from this place, so I’m up all night long
Really I’m in outer space, really I ain’t got no home
Really I’m a saint, bet I’m blown
Bet I’m thrown up to the sky over the ocean so I fly wherever I’m goin’
When I fly bet I’m focused
If its fiya, you can bet I roll it
Matter fact, you can bet I bust

Put me on anything, still I bet I bust
Put me anywhere on the map I bet I bust
This is what I does, so please don’t gas me up
Matter fact, gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I bust
I bet I bust
I bet I bust
I bet I, I bet I, I bet I bust
I bet I bust
Matter fact gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I bust

Hey, grab a brown front and center
The king fittin’ ta enter
The room in the boom with the booth I deliver
The hottest, you prolly too small to acknowledge you
Impossible to copy like what everybody try to do
We cool as some dudes on them waves out in Malibu
I’m ballin’ hard baseline, fall through the alley-oop
BANG!
Comin’ through this thang like James in the air off the rim I hang
Nigga just cain’t pretend you forgot my name if you wanna
I’ma come hard like a boner
Don’t I make a nigga wanna rebound, turned up all the way, we amp
Two or three tramp
Put’em in the Mulsanne Bentley
Nigga said he do it like us, you shittin’ me
96, 97, in Atlanta didn’t we
Have more block than Matombo the Kindee[?]
For those who can’t hold water need a new kidney
Put’em down under Australia, Sydney (Bye)
And I’m still representing
For the niggas under prison
You are tuned in listening
I’m back to doing big things
A sucka lookin for me, start in yo bitch’(s) dreams
Thats why I’m 20 feet tall standing on the big screen
Get dough, get green, my flow sickening,
It’s the King nigga!

Put me on anything still I bet I bust
Put me anywhere on the map I bet I bust
This is what I does so please don’t gas me up
Matter fact gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I bust
I bet I bust
I bet I bust
I bet I, I bet I, I bet I bust
I bet I bust
Matter fact gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud, I bet I bust

Yeah, back with a cup of that liquor, nigga
Y’all don’t really know Tre
Really know me
Really know the streets, no!
Y’all niggas really ain’t G
Really ain’t hard
Never really served no heart
Y’all be playin’ that roll
Talkin’ that pimp shit
Never really pimp shit, nah
Y’all be savin’ them hoes
But I don’t, and I won’t
I get a bitch anytime I want
I’m that guy, spit that fire
Shake the ground every time I stomp
Beat in the trunk, cup in the air
You can talk shit but I really don’t care
Man I’m in the cadillac goin’ rat tatta tat tat
Cuz a nigga ain’t scared
From that red clay, East to the A
Y’all niggas get locked up everyday
Cops sayin’ shit so I drop that shit
Have a droppin’ oughta make it through the day
Grindin’ for my pay
It’s that nigga Tre
Bustin’ like a pistol best believe it when I say
That I bust!

Put me on anything, still I bet I bust
Put me anywhere on the map I bet I bust
This is what I does so please don’t gas me up
Matter fact gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I bust
I bet I bust
I bet I bust
I bet I, I bet I, I bet I bust
I bet I bust
Matter fact gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I bust

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