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All the of my life I have been waiting for this time Could you now it's right before my eyes trying to stop me better not fuck with me this time Shoot, I'm to shoot into the sky
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one chance one bullet in the gun This is my and I only got one yea The off and I put on stars Oh 'em up, stick 'em up Ready to yeah I'm ready to shoot This is my life and I got one yea The saftey's off and I put on Get ready, I'm ready to