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Life of a drug
Killah hills

Restaurant's on a stake-out so order the food to out
Chaos of Sparks Steak House
Maintain the power, I feel the deal's gone
missed a wedding, late a fucking half hour
And his man who bought from Tony Starks
While he was contracting bricklaying jobs in parks
He's a loan shark, bitches raise a grand to a
In the garment district, got it like Singers
Cause all that talk blasphemy kid after me
For the heist, in a coat factory
it, he turned state's on my nigga Castro this co-pilot
Who used to like stacks of blow
On this remote area we label Dead Man's
Two hundred miles from Thailand
Right off the docks, I got luxurious custom made
plots, for my niggas hit with fatal shots
There's no need for us to up the scene
I use less men, more powerful shit for my
my man Muhammad from Afghanistan, grew up in Iran
The nigga runs a neighborhood
A Middle Eastern, bomb specialist
Initiated, at eleven to be a
He set bombs in bottles of
And when niggas popped the cork, niggas lost they brains
Like ex-worker, tried to smuggle a half a key
In his left leg, even underwent
say his pirate limp gave him away
As the feds rushed him, coming through U.S.
Now look on the witness stand singing, a well known soprano
A smash hit Sammy Gravano
Here's the minimum for the hit, two hundred grand
Half time at the blasting niggas out the stands
The sharp-shooters hit the prosecutor, are sent
Photographs of they wives baths
Along with briefcase filled with one point five, that's the
Take it or commit
First rule, anyone who schemes on the in Syria
I want they small ripped from they interior
I got a price for those jewels, ship 'em cargo
Don't forget to launder the cream through Fargo
Reconstruct those processing for the call of Costa Rica
Four hundred of ether
Two hundred pounds of reefer and immigrants with fake Visas

of a drug dealer
Killah 10304

The saga