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KILLARMY - LADY SINGS THE BLUES

Please us up where we belong
All time we're holdin on
Lift us up we belong
life takes over like a spawn

[Dom
Mastermind, holdin crimes
Seen my fams Hill and Pah in the ground
Hold my crown, my nine
Me and mama ya shine, waited too long
The year is mine, the is now
What, where, and how, ain't a
Life's a lesson, filled with choices - trust and
'ja and lime green shit, to ease my tension
My rap is long as soldier's gun possession
Not to mention, spittin in the kid's profession
Movin crowds give my the, hardest erection
Clouds of smoke, burners and shit, for protection
When no can save, when it's time for ya grave
All the, dirt I did, all the pain that I gave
All the whylin out I did when my earth 'behave'
All them, niggaz I stuck on my days
All them, drugs that I with intent to get paid
was for the better things in life - I felt I deserved
Nobody gon' feed me, I'd be kicked to the curb
Buy my mom a castle and deep in the suburb'
She a and intelligent woman, that's how she get served
But depended on the next man isn't part of my
Try an sell me a dream, put CREAM in my hand
Wanna garuntee me numbers on weekly soundscan
Try an, smile in my face while you my hand
Regardin and shit, but wanna shit on my man
Terror is here, Terrorist the man
I let the land the blues with a guitar in her hand...

...all this time we're on
Lift us up where we
'cause life takes over like a

[9th
Yo, yo, aiyyo,
My mind flashed to memory lane
I felt adrenaline rush my veins
Blood stain, +Major like Damon Wayans
PR leg got hit
It ricocheted and 4th arm had split
I ran like the Bionic Man, western
General Y's dillinger, jammed in his hand

Bullets on the loose, shells rip through my goose
We at war now, like Storm troops
I escaped like Attica inmates
Dodgin jakes, pushin weight on Shaolin and
Mentally slave - for I crave
I plan to be wise and to dig my own grave
Back in the days, of and Eve
I was in the Garden of Eden trees from leaves
Nowadays niggaz be dying a virus called Stress Disease
In New York, screamin they Bloods and Darks
Remember that'd love to send me straight to the morgue
Sometimes I feel like my is going in circles
Record labels be tryna you
my line I'll try to murder you
Guilliani got thugs on a curfew - real, like TMF
Everybody grab they steel, we build at
And the children for real, for real...

[Islord
Aiyyo, it's
I remember my old G..
It used to be - me, her and my grand in the bed
One room apartment type joint
Roaches all in ya shit...
It's like I'ma back right now
Me and my physical.. I love nigga
We was co-defendants...

Yo, my mind flashes to '82 when I was 7
Short, light-skinned, curly-head, trouble
God, in the schoolyard
Never kept my laces tied, tucked inside
abided by the rules that I had to
Me and my physical was on some - quick to the Cash Rule
From a flashy, nigga in the projects
Know Latrenze weight outta state
And front, they big boys in the summertime
'cause we was on some, crimetime all 'round
Tacklin pockets, chains offa necks
Straight up disrespectful ways and
Towards any man or female - 'cause the that I live and tell
Is compared to no one
And be damned if I have to show one...

Please lift us up we belong
All this time holdin on
Lift us up where we
the Army drops the bomb...