Lyrics:
throat s*** I`m outta sight
I like to get my dick sucked in - broad daylight
Acting bad on the soil acting tough
Break your a** down like a 12-gauge
Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst)
Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin'
Skepta you're a prick, you're not major
Draw for the 12 gauge or 12 gauger
Sum wung san malai pun yo tai omi ay wung sun
Skepta's a battyman
I will end
of a gun
He put fools in ditches
Raised well, time went on and he aged well
At age 12 dropped a twelve
Gauge and two A-12’s when I blaze this L
See niggas
But I'm rolling up instead
Flip a zoot up In my fucking pencil case
Then the clock strikes 12 and we gone without a trace
I never wanted to study
I'm
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suck
Pick em all one by one, cause they all got a strap
Tryin to beat us with the stick and the gat
Lookin at the news and now i see pals
Carlton, koons,
cock the glock and make room
Shit man i got a 12 guage with the infared scope
I found a tec 9 it use to be a radio
But now i'm a g, psycho, crazy
Fuck
a 12 gauge. The
first stage of insanity people say it aint wise to get faded off the
ST.Ides. A mother cries,another
son lies in a casket,life was fun
shotgun
Gave that bitch molly and a 12 gauge bet that hoe pop one
Ooh I got the ratchets on me
Fuck the couch I'm on the floor with these ratchets homie
That was May 12th, 1995
I met Jorun at that show
And he introduced me to the hip-hop scene in Halifax
From Universal Soul, Nathan C, Flexman
Papa
pigskin
Aye, You used to be that nigga you’re a has-been
& Now your team is no more, like the Redskins
I’ll bet the 12-Gauge will teach his ass a lesson
irregular?
And if you want to get all hype, I'll have to settle ya
By pullin out my 12-gauge shotgun
And if you want to go rhyme for rhyme, I got some
Dope
four million albums worldwide
Marshall Mathers LP also deficated to him
Another genious tribute made by Slim
Proof were also shot, so double RIP hymn
In Studio 54, Waiting to Exhale
When in the world 12 disciples, in this life cycle
That's trifle, so my impact's a twenty gauge rifle
Fifty/fifty
there
The way it looks, you'll end up in Playboy books
While your man is in Manhattan snatching pocket books
Bugging and mugging with a big 12 gauge
Daddy Rae
Represent (represent)
Magic Mike
Yo, I represent, I represent
I represent 10 albums at twenty seven years old
Millions of copies sold
a mil before my album hit the shelves
And I ain't talkin' bout no signin' bonus (uh-uh)
'Tics went platinum to remind ya homey
I'm not a restroom so
around tryin' to be villians
So they offer us minimum wage
Knowin' damn well we're gonna get the 12 gauge
To go outside and pull a jack or a caper
to be villians
So they offer us minimum wage
Knowin damn well we're gonna get the 12 gauge
To go outside and pull a jack or a caper
Hopin that we make
set it, just checkin your mic
Droppin hot shit I like
So throw up your hands bitch, run your ice
Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By
Columbine wasn't chance
It was that behavior of some kids who were fueled by rage and a 12 gauge
Angst that annihilated and hurt the innocent
Sought their
to questions we shouldn’t ask
And those sentences that we couldn’t start
I meditate by pushing start and that
V12 is bullet fast
Spaceship in sports mode
Alien
on you with that 12-gauge ultimatum
Like give it up, all that shit
Yeah, give it up
They call me Dr. Greenthumb
Because I got the Midas touch
Roll
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