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hungry
Didn't have a dollar, man that shit was ugly
Mama said be in the house by 7: 30
Mama, I'm outside with thugs
Doin' what thugs do hell yeah
We got

Growing up in the varrio, the things that I seen
All the gangsters, killers, prostitutes, dope dealers and fiends
All the robberies in progress 2-11's

survival even
If it causes decay
Stretching yay, having to put a
Bitch they kinda like, out on the blade
Steady Gang feel the killers
And the dealers pain

by your backbone, that's cold
Steal from you
Then help you look for what they stole
Ever since a tadpole
I been thuggin' on parole
Now I hop out

boy
I lost everything in life but my soul boy
That's why I'll never ever rap
Like a dope boy
Survived killers with AK's and grenades in
A rage at my

odds, we gotta beat
Them lil' niggas turned to killers
They ain't have nothin' to be
Them lil' niggas turned to dealers
They ain't have nothin' to eat
Got

nigga Fly Killers call us the
Live 5 deadly Venoms who got style
We got to get'em you know the kidz meany
Regardless of the beat pop-off
We gonna get down

Evil eyes, the height of violence
Slaughtering the innocents
Satisfied by such a revenge
I know this is your final dance
Realize your murders 25 is

tomu verte, pane
Jsou zabitý (Killer) , Jack Rozparovač
Moc hlasitý, bude žaloba
Já a můj tým (Who) , nechceš sparrovat
Backstreet Boy, aj tak tě zamotám

a trillion fam
No fluke, no incident
Don't you ever think the only killer is Cam
I'm sicker with a stick than Sam
When he's chasing a buddy
Letting off

I found the perfect picture, of a perfect stranger
It looked as if it were taken in the forties sometime
Judging by the style
He could be a killer

rapper weed, ridin' 'round London with my pistol
Touch me and you'll find about my killers that was wishful
Every day up before I leave it's like

that shit by the commas (woo)
I'm servin' that food, Benihanas
I die for my kids and my brothers (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She nervous 'round so many

with an angel by the seaside
Daddy didn't want me hanging with 'em, I can see why
They thought I was green 'til I hopped up on that green line
These

killer
President Bush learned me well
Hit anybody on the outside from jail
Big Left
I handle bars like I'm stuck on rails
Yes, a breath of fresh air
Like

I say I'm done here, But you come back to get me
Like a killer in movies, When he's on the loose
You're a nightmare, All the faces that you wear
But

to upgrade it
I'm a legend in the making, everything I'm fucking on ain't basic
One of my brothers playing with them Percs
And he getting them bitches by

a liar, need some killers, I hire them
Air out the flames like firemen
Lil' bro by my side, got more than 5 of them
Put all my trust in the O, my opps

Rushes the front door
The killer drags himself forward
Gargling on his own blood
"Come back you fucking whore!"
She smiles and locks the door
She's

I know that they tryna indict me
Askin' questions, I don't eat no food

I can't go to jail

I'm on tour right now with some killers, if they die,

We woke up as men, but tonight
Tonight we'll sleep as killers
As we break the cryptic morning
With a bullet and a prayer
The steel never seemed

killers real active
Fuck totin' them pistols, nigga, all my choppers real massive
He got hit, but the boy look like he got bit by a Bullmastiff
Free big