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cut my hair off and take some LSD

Disrespect Zel' and I might have to raise hell
The only way you live is if you saved by the bell
'Cause I'm

are these who lose imagination:
They have enough to carry with ammunition.
Their spirit drags no pack,
Their old wounds, save with cold, can not more

consumes you more
Taking every piece of innocence that never sees the light, so

Grab your only ammunition, your common sense and torch
The corridors are

walls surround me
You paint the pictures
So vulgar how we listen
Forget our downfall, and cloud our
Minds with temptation, fear, and ammunition
Vision's

& pass the Ammunition
When the tanks ride by w/ the booming system
Fuel the engine w/ cruel intentions
Dudes a legend for them bad influences
Pass a brutal

ripped from your chest
By a love who confessed
Infidelity or lost ones
Yo pops I know you living heavenly now
Through the highs and the lows
A new day

him now he on The ground reminiscing

Adding up these numbers Nigga Feel like a Mathematician

Upgrading artillery
We stocked up on Ammunition

Ratchet

Dedicated to the last poets
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes
When the revolution comes

When the revolution comes
When

Giannis of the game 
They cant pronounce my last name 
Even after you die they still taxing 
For them caskets 
cin't that strange 

How she comin

your place, yeah


You think you're being sweet by singing songs in my ear
You're proud of yourself that's basically all I hear
You swear you've changed

my penmanship 
Is extensive with 
Enough ammunition my canvas different when I'm ventin it's 
Convenient if I'm spitting strategic in all my sentences

roll up they get swole up by them AK-47s
But they don't know that it's not in our plans to go to heaven
We triple M'n Murda Mass Militia 'round

roll up they get swole up by them AK-47s
But they don't know that it's not in our plans to go to heaven
We triple M'n Murda Mass Militia 'round

name

Stayed down till the motion came, change her last name
Standing up in baggage claim, then them racks came
Lamborghini on the pavement, shit done

mistake
It's not your destiny, your fate

Eyes locked on lashing windscreen wipers
Their beat matching that of my thudding heart
Sullied lights flash by

ammunition for the glock
my man told me streets hot watch the block
they know you northside and of the seems you concoct
the way we rock they try to tie me up

focused like a Mason
Excuse me, eyes focused like Horus a God in the making
I broke bad while these other niggaz Brokeback (Faggot)
Emasculated by the media

ammunition
Yo assume the position
As you reach for the skies, wave hands side to side
New Zealand hiphop with the hint of Nesian Style
Represent your side coz

chance cuz it might be last,  you don't wanna screw it //
When you look down on me I
Pick up the pen and scribble stories that surrounded me by 
You heard

Takin' These

The Coup

Genocide & Juice

1994

packing a gat, in fact
You could get bucked by any other motherfucker
Where I live at
Hear that? Money here is crystal clear punk
Fuck that fiscal year

Lifestyles of a Ghetto Child

M.O.P.

Firing Squad

1996

the hazard and bear last

Nigga, they right behind us, I ain't tryin' to get caught by the law
Oh, shit, they comin' in the building, open up the door
Hurry

horrified
Tutututu when they rolling by
5-0 love to aim at minorities
No homie it ain't a game if you gonna die
Cops have gonna to raid for that homicide
Bang

Written by : Reggie Revels
Produced by : Merciless 

Two trips i-75 same chick half a clip
Wasn't no lame shit we keep it in the chamber bout that

Im a fun guy
Taking some fungi
Wanna come by
Lookin for a fun time
Shoot them in a drive by
Pop pop
Watch the body drop drop
Count the Guala up like