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Mac

Yeah I got these motherfucking warlocks in biatch
So you know all about that world war 3 nigga
You feel me nigga
My sam
My popeye
Shout out to my nigga bi-geezy you off in bitch
it

(popeye)

My future, my focus,
slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the motherfuckers alive

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers

1 (sam) :

Intentions to leave a coarse, remourse is
Niggas murder and lust the we own is mislink
The pack we don't want it lead to
Like understanding life and why we and some gone
I'm mystified conspicuous eyes my glory
Camaflouge and we hiding side of the hallways
The narrow road has followed the battle hole of hollows I
To keep the real alive to have
Murderer slash real nigga slash ghetto
To often have and death we hope to never see
The destiny of what's real is my to not hate
Confusion unfolding that the migrates, my lord
to my face, flinching is forbiddin
Murder in self-defense, can you blame me for
the real alive, the fake get famous with death
Keep the seen, bitch niggas are laid to rest

(popeye)
My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip my hip to survive
I keep the motherfuckers alive

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the dice
And if I got to be real and a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the motherfuckers alive

2: (popeye) :

Faster between the I held on
through pistols and either elsewhere
Silent and helped to hold on for that said a self-prayer
To walk away beside the lord, siners so we divide the sword
Behind the tents I mean be cars
Standing off the roof of a killer, to murder made
Focused than any president living carry shade ice
That live amongst the fallen few, to away the day they calling you
And freeze the when they come crawling through
Breathing from the top of it's lungs, tommorow it will shut
Niggas held a piece of my heart they never let down
Was yet to come the lord,
I thought my father to show the card,
These camaflouge to blow the gaurd
Making me a part of the wind, will now hell
Everything operated in to end when I fail
Beside the walls of badder shit, I run the streets and to stan and spit
Behind the the hater grabbin' pit

(popeye)

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the dice
And if I got to be real and a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the motherfuckers alive

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers

3 (mac) :
Now it
Now spill on my proverbs, I bless you, you bless the next
Its for the niggas believe me
They say money is the of all evil
I say only when it's in the clutch of the wrong ya feel that
If murder is the medicine for fools who to abide by the rules
You your cool then you lose your shoes
To every nigga in the struggle with big
We was born the hustle in my genes, I know it seams like we forbiddin
Forced in ghetto living, poverty strickin eating chicken and biscuits
With jelly for my lil belly,
That I just can't fill cause moma belly the bills
And I know shit's real, when we go to school just to eat
And for dinner we got sleep nigga, it's nigga
With that you got whole world against ya
ass nigga have you forgoten God sent ya