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[intro: buddha monk, (unknown sample), {computerized deep voice}]
(smiling faces.. faces.. sometimes)
Now me, just let me get you now
Ya right God {robberies}
Innocent bystanders {shots out}
{this one's the new one} you can't do
{here's you've been waitin to hear}
What up god? (smiling faces.. faces.. sometimes)
Come.. come follow me {come on
(smiling faces.. faces.. sometimes)
{the tiger, it out on these streets}

buddha monk & drunken dragon]
Come follow me on this of deep darkness
Where most niggaz bust off slugs and do
The victims are some known and unknown
the good die yound and the bad makes it home

[buddha
Here's an innocent bystander, shot while out,
By this kid ty who received his first handgun
Bobby's hot from two shots that his knot
Now the doctor prescribed, he might not live ?
He got his vest on, up with army fatigues
To find this kid, and sure I make his ass bleed
Now we multiple by six, a and mad up the fast ?
Flintch, nigga move and ya to get hit
We tied his rich, the nigga screamin like a bitch
Now his red, blood drippin out of his head
Is he dead? no, never take his ?
His last request, to remove his last breathe
his chest and separated the head from the neck

[buddha
Now ? to make a meal with your man out of state
You first mistake, hated the who sells weights
On the corner, and eighth is where he caught the mad papes
He once moved faster than a rock off the
Set up a plate, called over to gril named chase
Her skin is smooth, ? than a inch
Dressed up in lace, hair, long, black and fake
Her skin is caped, nails up by fuckin stakes
Gotta somethin to make, checkmate, the is goin great
He the name, my friends call me ?
He know the plan was to stop his money flow
He lay in the of the dreams, saw how to suck stacy's toes
Now mr. comes in from the back row
where I stand, it looked like he had a fo'-fo'
His mistakes, ah, she rubber from the ac'
Now the nigga lays, just flat on his back
Her surprise, he didn't look his right eye
Or the third eye, now the rain bloody murder
The nigga lost, two slugs from a a thug
In his mug, another bagged, was drugged

[various

Smilling faces, smiling faces.. (x8)