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Peace make me laugh!
All I is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the
I'm a nigga, live by the trigger
How the fuck do you
I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?
Every cop killer ignored
They just another nigga to the morgue
A point scored- they could give a fuck us
They catch us with guns and white powder
If I was old, probably be a friend of me
I'm young, they consider me the enemy
They kill ten of me to get the job
To serve, protect, and a niggas neck
Cause I'm the one with the of funk
And tha Police' in the tape deck
You listen to me cause there's more to see
Call my neighborhood a cause it houses minorities
The other color don't you can run but not hide
These are tales from the

You free Africa, I stare at yuh
we ain't got it too good in America
I can't with them overseas
My died over a key of cocaine
It was plain and
The 9mm went "pop" to the
"pop pop pop" was the sound I put the down
And ran to the bathroom
in the trash can yo it had room
So I my ass in it for a minute
Covered trash I had to lay back
Mad as fuck, thinkin' about the
Tonight the gonna have a little fun
I went home and cut the of my shotgun
It's critical, I stole a 5.0
I let it go, drive slow
I yelled out 'Ice sucker'
The kicked, and it murdered motherfuckers
I you last album
I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that die young
But to the light side it don't none
be a drive by homicide
But to me its just another from the dark side

Standing in the of war
In the we flex
we die, we won't make Jet
+Ebony+ can't see to the side
The they apply to us is a nigga
it what you want, cause I'm comin' from the coroner
Sayin my rhymes a Ph.D.
Who's black, wanna role, sells his soul
Watch his head go
Who the fuck are foolin'?
Nobody knows, but I suppose the color of my
Matches the color of the one on my
As they wonder under my waist
Standin' on the of them gettin' brown
That's a fact got a fear on bozack
Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not