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KILLARMY - LADY SINGS THE LYRICS

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

Pachino]
Mastermind, through crimes
Seen my fams and Pah lowered in the ground
Hold my crown, my nine
Me and mama down ya shine, too long
The is mine, the time is now
What, where, and how, a question
Life's a lesson, with choices - trust and depression
'ja and lime green shit, to ease my tension
My rap is long as soldier's gun possession
Not to mention, spittin in mics; the profession
Movin crowds give my the, hardest erection
of smoke, burners and shit, that's for protection
When no vest can save, when it's time for ya
All the, that I did, all the pain that I gave
All the whylin out I did when my said 'behave'
All them, niggaz I stuck on my days
All them, that I slung with intent to get paid
was for the better in life - somethin I felt I deserved
Nobody else gon' me, I'd be kicked to the curb
Buy my mom a castle and land in the suburb'
She a strong and woman, that's how she get served
But depended on the next man isn't of my plan
Try an sell me a dream, put CREAM in my hand
Wanna garuntee me on your weekly soundscan
Try an, smile in my while you shakin my hand
business 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 back to memory
I felt adrenaline through my veins
Blood stain, +Major Payne+ like Wayans
PR leg got hit
It ricocheted and 4th Disciple arm had
I ran the Bionic Man, western stance
General Y's dillinger, just jammed in his

Bullets on the loose, shells rip my feathered goose
We at war now, like Desert Storm
Somehow I escaped Attica inmates
jakes, pushin weight on Shaolin and upstate
Mentally slave - for righteousness I
I plan to be wise and refuse to dig my own
in the days, of Adam and Eve
I was in the Garden of Eden rollin trees leaves
Nowadays niggaz be dying from a called Stress Disease
In New York, everybody screamin Bloods and Darks
thugs that'd love to send me straight to the morgue
Sometimes I like my life is going in circles
Record be tryna jerk you
my line I'll try to murder you
Guilliani got thugs on a curfew - real, like TMF
Everybody grab steel, we build at will
And save the for real, for real...

talking]
Aiyyo, like
I my old earth G..
It to be - me, her and my grand earth in the bed
One room apartment type joint
Roaches all in ya shit...
like I'ma flash back right now
Me and my physical.. I that nigga
We was co-defendants...

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

Please us up where we belong
All time we're holdin on
Lift us up we belong
Until the drops the bomb...