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leg broken Home, choken by roast a deli slogans To once, quick to get guns I blow ya open I'm from the L's of the Murderville Where we possess
sing to the only acceptable offering All things reconciled by His death on the cross beam With blood that was clean, and blood that "ca-ching!" He
to holla But thinkin bout the easy way out Puttin a gun in my hand, let my brains hang out But then I'd leave my mama with the bills to pay And that's
Honeys' with bodies With Bravehearts guns in the party Waves, braids, baldies Trademarks to army Is that Horse it must be I heard he husky Yeah, there
everything I got so you remember this song I'm thankful that my life's eventful A blessing in disguise in other words peaceful There's someone up there who
off the mouth an she pull out the tongue Take her a the yark make di baggy come down You never put silencer on your gun Oh Lord hear mi iya Coupla
But I'm not a clucker I'm a dodger and a ducker Come a little closer I'm a show you I'm a punch ya And if I can't beat you I get my gun and I'm a buck
New Jack sit, like G and Nino Shit is real dunn, me and Hav rap for guns You just a son, you be hung by the skin on your tongue P.R.'s
hunter, hey?" And she said, "He doesn't own a gun at all" He said, "Oh" Some kids came by They were getting high To this new band called Ben Folds
Let's have ourselves a little Let's have ourselves a little fun We're not under the gun We're not on the run, and we're feeling Fine, so
Uh-ha Mummy raised a good yute, but I'm bad like my surname Jackson Fifty cent coins in this hand gun (baow) You ever heard the MAC ring? Ain't
your niggas all terrified Unholy Terror lying under the concrete Fun to make you wonder how Intense can a song be The Army we palm heat long Lebron do
know, rather than just a handgun We'd kick down these doors and Put the gun to their Head and I'm just like, "Look, if You don't give me my money Then I'm
This the grill what up get em Pace Lets get 'em in Girls are like little boys I'm Michael Jackson I touch em Guns are like flat tires to Me I fricken'
one that made her cry for real I let her hit it once and She got high for real If she hold the gun, she by my side for real Eleven minus one, yeah she
Who’s that? Get back, draw for the MAC That’s right, that’s an Esco lyric But right now I’m possessed by Esco’s spirit (Headshot) Will have a nigga
double my songs Triple the work, quadruple the guns And I? sell? I sidestep the bull like a matador Blaze? like my sons, yeah at it boy And with you all
a big head? I got twenties and fifties and hundreds That shit just look real pretty when I spread Go spend 'bout forty or fifty on guns If them
a cave Now the fire into flame, empire in a blaze (We need water) Settle by the seaside, seas rise, ice caps Only room for babies in the life raft (Run)
warrior And this last sword-slinging gunman Just one more song of machine-gun metal Hurtling Death to outrun life Just one more war then we can have peace
Greasy John Deere Cap (Greg Johnson, Rob Harris) © Identical Songs Publishing/Jess Libb and James Music (cSCcP)/Carpenter's Cup Music (cSCcP) Stand
Nah, this ain't a song, it's a lesson and plan I was broke, but bein' broke don't make you less of a man What makes you less of a man is not tryna
and spirals in mind But you know that this song is not about a No or yes or why What's really what I say is That about a resignated sigh So come along I think
was raised for the ghetto I pray for the ghetto Everyday for the ghetto I was raised by concrete and gun metal
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