Lyrics:
done it by calling the real heads got it lock tighter then
17 yr old dreadz
Freeze now get down assume the position strap my back pak
take to school
A-1-2, A-1-2
But you don´t stop
Then let the short shot
Production: DJ Large
And Promoe on the mic(on the mic, on the mic)
For all my people(all my
the riot race
Ripped up and fooled
No need to create
Brains used in venting hate
Did you just get what you deserved?
A shot to my head
Brutalized by a local
so I can chase out the venom
Isam:
Hmm, a little boy shot in the head
Just another kid sent out to get some bread
Not the first murder nor the last
All this love I give
That aint cool
1 - I got what you want (got what you want)
got what you need (got what you need)
Can I get another shot
This time
protect me like a seatbelt
The shot post now I get it retail
Doing it big now they catch me on the emails
You could be my wife I don't need another female
You wanted another shot, but
I didn't give you that, and
I wait, every single day
For you to try again but
I'm stuck inside my head
(Uh)
I
You be with me in my dreams, I'm a part of yours
Five star all by myself, I accept it (I accept it)
And we're from two different worlds, but I get
the music gets faster
Look boy, don't check on your watch, not another glance
I'm not leaving now honey, not a chance
Hot shot, give me no problems
Much
The climate's shot to pieces
Another forest burns
Somebody else's worry
It's just not our concern
It's not too late to turn this thing around
So stand your ground
And i’m never gonna give it up
Doin' it just do me up
I going blind and i'm going nuts
I’m so obsessed i need another shot
Back and forth still stiff
Slave to our tables, no we don't know why, yeah we're listing to the devil no we don't know why oh naw another prison system, no we don't know why,
a couple blocks away from where he had got shot
By this Chinese store on Linden where I had got rocked
One on three, I couldn't do much, and my hat got
running lights
Reinvigorated all my fans by droppin' fuckin' twice as much shit
As I did the year before and kept it comin' like
Every single week
to the motherland?
And rep who? The Wu-Tang Clan
Another thing, beyond the fam I wanted to get ripped
Put my lips on the blunt tip
It's been two weeks since I last
aren't runnin' the show
Any minute to another they come and they go
And they never gonna get what the government owe
So do what you gotta to pick up
flame
Too much at stake
But too late to change
My nerves are shot
My reserves exhausted
It's a tired plot, but we bought it
Now we're lost
Between
To someone who can bring the Princess back
Dmitry! They've closed another border
We should've gotten out of Russia while we still could!
St. Petersburg
pulled out on a nigga
But like Killgrave, made his weapon drop
I walked away and told him that his neck would be a better shot
Heard him pull
Wack! I gave him a shot, smack with the palm of my hand
Wack! I gave him a second wack on the opposite buttock
Wack! Wack! I'll teach you to keep
Everybody's looking for the drug that heals
Doesn't anybody wanna take another shot at me?
Go ahead the gun is loaded and the bullets are for free
Doesn't
cool brother?
One of a kind style who don’t sound like another
Don’t hate me for being a life lover
I came from the bottom and look how I got ‘em
All
the gun shots
Yea me serious, man a money me want me get delerious
Fe de extravagant lifestyle me curious
Put your car inna park, you not hearin us?
Glock
I love you and I'll never let you go
So take me in the hand and walk on by
For the life this has to offer twists inside
Now your woman has
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