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To the fireworks show
Are you ready guys

Three two One Bang

Such beautiful colors
Lighting up the sky
Red, blue, green
And gold are passing by

Purple, orange,

You know I'm a murderer
Yeah, I'ma murderer
Got this Glock to your head
Might just burn yuh
Die by three on me
Draw a circle
Hang him from

Real Nigga

Boosie Badazz

Out My Feelings (In My Past)

2016

sumin')
If 2Pac was here, he would coach me
Real nigga rockin' a Rollie
This for C Murder in Angola (This for C man)
I slept by him every night (We was

woah)
Oh my God, oh my God, I’m so fly (Oh my God)
Oh my God, oh my God
(What?) , I be so high (Ah-what)
Hit the woo, then I drive by, ooh
And I catch

stores
Drop top coupes (coupes)
Stop by Snoop's (Snoop)
Icon weed (weed)
I got juice (I got it)
Gold presidential (I got it)
Full time masseuse (I

and go and do your job
Now lay in the bed and then give me head
I don't have to ask, I don't have to beg
Yeah, I'm bumping Three Six Mafia in

pop three, then we bang
Rambo, Lambo' when I slide
Come through, pop out, please don't hide
Nah nah, nah nah, you can't hang
Come through, run through,

Fast Cars

Aesop Rock

Fast Cars, Danger, Fire and Knives

2005

the Kodachrome now, later
With a lid to brow staple
Revist the cobra loading zone
Molar foaming but he hold his own. Wound
Cauterized by the zippo he had stole

Holiday

Green Day

American Idiot

2004

government
Bang, bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just

Holiday

Green Day

Holiday

2005

government
Bang, bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just

Holiday/Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Green Day

American Idiot [Import]

2004

government
Bang-bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just

glocks, Bang gang
Bussin at tops, Gang gang
Missin no shots, Bang bang
Fuck all the opps, Gang gang
GangALang
I like to do my thang
And by the way i do not

gunned down

I'm a man, Ima take all that came for me
I can't love you, I know you won't change for me
By my lonely, this shit ain't the same for me 
I

premature prima donnas from precum
I want like three mill followed by a threesome
Everybody round me balling like we played d1
I never knew that we would have

(critics)
Play my music in my city it blow harder than your hoe (Bang bang)
Youness,Yardy CP
Kp that forever be the lo (Uh uh)
Yeah we posted on your block

by the hook while I was rolling up
Tricks and Treat, penthouse suit bitch we going up
Three hundred dollars get one free it got me blowing up
I'm

flow ain't got current rellevance
Choppin' up these lines like my lyrics are Columbian sent
I never forget like 9/11 seen by an elephant
Skillfully

gat me sneezing cos them calling 
Now am banging on my wing bang bang with my team 
Young Boy with no vision
Now people see him like a vision 
Everyday

of the streets
 
I turn strong men to weak
 
By the words that i speak 
 
And the words that i speak 
 
There registered lethal weapons 
 
So when they hit 
 
Even

Head
I'm done being lead down the Lower road by my fellow human Souls
Id also like if we could light a roll
If you do it good enough I'll give You

bang. You (Beep) don't want none
I don't watch this business, this business watches me
They wanna know my every move by stalking me
Ain't your prey, I'm

know I aint playin with that shit
If you know where I'm from
I done seen so much shit by the ages of three that's why I don't play with no guns
If

don’t bang
You niggas hoes like some narks
I take my pain create my lane
Then I go spark me a blunt
I’m so honest, I’m so modest, hate me but can’t say

"don't shoot" I said "boom"
Finally I killed you
A slave of my kindness, people took it for granted
I hate this, I hate that I got killed by myself
But I