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MY MENTAL MIND STEADY SPINNIN AH MINI GUN AND REVOLVER/
SHOOTIN AT ALL THESE PROBLEMS  FOCUS TRY AND RESOLVE EM//

WORLD OF CREATED STRESSES TO ALLAH

at the pictures of his spouse
Praying
Wishing for them to come back
No power will ever bring them back
Only one option to go
Load the gun shoot yourself
With

what you rap about in your feelings
When the gun shoots mind you
I don't wanna turn into a heathen
Rappers promoters exs friends
Government managers

Hop in a Vette get on bull shit 
All white Patek look like cool whip 
Don't take kindly to threats catch a full clip 
Bring the mosh pit to the pool

a full course ass whooping like a entree

Got n***as from the east that bring the guns to the west side 
Equipped with more gadgets than the storage room

the cut off my umbilical
Always been direct lil baby never subliminal
Mentality 100 could really fuck up your physical
Way I set it off yall thinking

yeah yeah
No matter back of the truck yeah back of the bus yeah we gon' get it on
Yeah I did have your trust but you lied to face girl you know you did

This for my mama cause a white man took her at 14
Fuck you cracka fuck you bitch let me explain
I got beat by 6 cops 5 white one black
Wrist all

Size you up
Eyes on you like a scanner Don't know who's who
Easy to get caught up by a scammer
Bring back what was destroyed Fights use to be one on one

still want test me 
I pray for you brother 
Right before I squeeze
Like p*ssy what up now
Thats why I stay lowkey
Make me bring the guns out 
I put a thug

get the band
He’ll bring the money right back to his fam
This is on you, it’s not on me
It’s in your hands, do you understand?
Don’t get nervous, just

I've been looking at this all wrong
I keep thinking that something you'll say will give me closure
That I'm somewhat resentful of you
But can't bring

flippin' Runnin' up them digits, fuck them dumb lil
bitches I was trappin', crabs by day and cake at night
Cook up steak and rice, play might lose your life

guns be misbehaving!

Did a lot of praying
In the cell I stayed in
(Pray! Pray! Pray!)

We might move a brick
But I'll never move a bitch
(No!)

Might be

niggas that's barely on
Thought I told you
No more stepping in love and r kelly songs
Niggas fake beefing but fuck it
Let's go beyond that
I'll bring

wherever you want to and if someone says no you just send them to me.  
I still hold out hope that when this war is over you'll lay down your guns

and never gone change 
Going out just How I came 
fuck it. I'll pull up in big body range 
I might just pull up with Gang 

Fuckin your bitch and she

in that light because when that dark come 
Won't hesitate to (fa fa) smile when the cops come
On papers or not, that's why I keep my gun,
I live for my

to the Durham fields
No uniform, no brass, no shields
Part of The Ministry's big plan
cnd comrades of the Labour man

Strike like iron with the pickaxe boys
Bring

of them but all the bad bitches tryna hump me
So lil bro what that tell you

B Street is gon' fail you
Told guns that shit lame
Only bring your mama pain

the same
We can just ride around, my civic will soon be a Range
I'll be your lover boy, I'll bring in the money and fame
I know they talk about us, I know

from
Don't act too fast, never jump the gun
The world flys by in a blur of motion
Ride the tide like a wave in the ocean
cppreciate all that you have now

you
That you ain't shit
I done told you that your
'Burddas aren't real
The real ones kill
The real ones with machine
Guns machetes
But don't mean mug

and gun him down
Pull up by myself it's one me, a hundred rounds
Real city niggas step on shit in other towns
When I'm on your ass don't even try to calm