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I don't spread no strong message of violence nobody me
gun shots start riots so do children fry them little boys
don't try it don't put it on crossroads put it on your

S and the world those little girls in jonesboro died all
alone in arkansas woods little mitchell strapped up with
ammo do they know really what thinkin and the plan is
out
And morbid be gang bangers hang on corners smokin and
I often for profit but I ain't killed nobody stop it put
it on 7th sign voted for deathrow and the death note read
b
E baby debbie me did he die crazy baby let's go to the
parents to the preacher to the pastor and I no marilyn
manson I'm a rapper in the rapture I wouldn't chance
it I got
Dren myself and I watch their being demons seep under me
breathin see me help me and I ain't dreamin and I ain't
and I dreamin.

I stand in front of the congress with runaway slaves of
justice blame it on thug music and abusive fo fathers
don't touch it when I was twelve I in buckets reminisce
back
Lumbus in cleveland I'm poppin these niggas at 14 and I it
adrenaline rush for the get back gang war 99th fred ward
americas most wanted I'm by sinister niggas that paid
for
Mr. mitchell johnson you's a grown man no soul fry him at
15 old and heaven will rain down and unload fold with the
murder mo murder mo the devil will hear you moan him go

Go little mitchell dead and gone from the mob bb gambini
nina ross in the crossroads die off little off those and
assistant fry but they was kids right nigga these boyz
is kil
Hat'll split you wig and of course should die as if they
were big you dig.

I don't the babies it's the lawyers but I'm royal legally
little mitchell listenin to this serpent uncoil pay
attention boy member and eye for an eye go on and and you
wi
E give up the give up the ghost fry fry these are the
signs of the times passin us by suspected of felony tellin
me they wanted me or alive heaven will move me right fo sho

Eaven'z movie literal ku ku kids in the shootin for the
youth for the world is so absurd o critical thoughts of
my fury with tongues of double edge surely have faith in
God b
M worried at the lions in the crossroads hit 'em up with
my glory to jesus I love my mob break 'em off dawg
lethally injected he's just a kid aw he should die like

G can you dig...........