Lyrics:
(Dialogue below interpreted by Cage from the film "Clockwork Orange")
*whispered in the background: "Smoke dust, shoot the cops
Give out
you answer to the same King that I do
Shoot one at Him and catch five back inside you
So put your guns away, sheath your swords
Heed the force let it
I don't owe anything
I don't owe anyone
Shoot pride for all its worth
I don't belong
In a situation now
that I could not repair
I assert
New York like Max Payne
Out shootin' celebs, I'm rootin' for feds
In a pit of lions then we sip shoot from the heads
I run with maniacs liable to kill
With big guns and big ambitions
Never ending arguments
When is your ammunition spent
With big guns you load and shoot me down
With all those
Sticky green, video shoots
Them candies in them penthouse booth
Catch me blowin' shorty out in the confession booth
Money market plans, keep a nigga
Chemistry black soul, old gold complexion
I hold the future lessons, blessings, shoot you with the weapon step in
With the shilla God, the impression is
Don't act so uptight
Don't shoot me down
My patience is running out
I need you here beside me
I need your kiss
Don't leave me here like this
make up
Boom boom boom boom
I'm gonna shoot you right down,
right offa your feet
Take you home with me,
put you in my house
Boom boom boom boom
sun? They mope. They brood. They cope. They brood. Shoot dope. They brood. If you ask em are they happy they say nope. They're rude. Sunbears. I like
Call of the wild
Call of the wild
Call of the wild
Call of the wild
He traveled on trail wide and narrow
He would draw and shoot at any shadow
world funeral
From the east to the west with plaugebearing steps I march
My sharp arrows of instant death I shoot in every beating heart
I will not
the father of a girl age one
Never had the change to hold his daughters hand
New York flat in '76
Two girlfriends shoot a bad fix
Never woke up saw
prey . . . then she strikes
And like a thorn you leave your sting
You shoot your arrow with cupid's wing
I feel the rush of heat your touch can bring
Help me now, or I shoot you dead!.
- I got an arrow in my back
And it aches as hell!!
So we jumped on down in the yellow sand
Started helping
If you bring your kid, with you on a date anymore, to the movies, of the mall, or the grocery store I'm gonna shoot him through the head...I hate
cooler
Let this O.G. school ya, first impressions might fool ya
Down to shoot ya run through ya, do ya like I never knew ya
Seen good niggaz die, from
missed
i think i shall wipe out a school bus- just shoot out the front tire
and then pick off the kiddies as they come bouncing out
standing in the cold
from rangs, stacking change, know I'm saying
Hell yeah I'm out that boot, hell yeah and I will shoot
If a nigga disrespect me, or my family or my loot
the white, travel by night cause it's cooler
Let this O.G. school ya, first impressions might fool ya
Down to shoot ya run through ya, do ya like I never knew
of July
'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what your worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y
Baby you're a firework
mine
Yes, Valjean, you want a deal
Shoot me now for all I care!
If you let me go beware
You'll still answer to Javert!
You are wrong, and always
shoot outs myself
You ain't got no money, you might just make a fool out yourself
I'm up like I'm on Adderall
That my lil' shawty on the low, she done
r-E-U-P-G-A-N-G
I’m talking paper, Sixers versus Lakers
Drop a dolla when it holla
Collect me shoot the Vegas pop a jet
Couple seconds I'm shooting shakers
Velvet
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