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My niggas have fun with you, man And perfect stalkers searchin', snatchin' up strangers, anyone remaining, I get 'em all finished Niggas, wanna hear silence, me [unverified] Fuck it, set pillows on Thought it was over, niggas the silence I'm on the rise with a gun here I Niggas ain't no where to run Fin to get you some of this redrum, find nowhere to
Well, even though you tried, they got your body Done, done, done, 'till it be one nine ninety nine, I find and then a niggas and catch your people by surprise Drapped in a hoody, you rather spared then snatch your life? You gonna pay the price, and I just might go pick up A knife and And I'll pick off any who's [unverified], 'til your enemy We meet you, get my gun and trick or treat You with the that fled And to show you it's not [unverified], I go to you
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A niggas been flippin' scripts over and in the past the wasteland made up of heartless soldiers If you really enough, shot it And I might blow up, rippin' they shoulders Go on, but the rosed up, my people trippin' If you late to pay my money on time And you better drop a dime or get up And your people won't it all funny Well, then if you in the act, and you dead wrong Ever had to get dealt with, gimme any lil' reason or To pack a slug in his head, hit it
Pain, no doubt that it, fuck up his health quick Shit, but at least it be my Ever now and a nigga felt like he had to hit 'em Like I'm Jefferey But yet I'm for battle, so get my armor, comin' for you Thinkin' to get you, nigga you What a pretty blue moon On the to get bodies soon And I that we miss you
Every night we fool Better move yourself a little Fast, and if ya thought you'd get caught up in a No to go stash what he left for me Burner, hot incinerator, gotta 'em to ash he nothin' but dust, I'm gonna keep bustin', from cussin' Murda let's them pull All of my niggas are What, you really trust a family of gravediggas? no slaves, neither no prisoners Here, there, get 'em all finished Anyone brave? I bet that you shiver, probably wet pants Every Flesh get 'em all diminished
The isn't over, but the Flesh decrepitate No time to hesitate, anticipation, much to be And it don't when you come Really don't matter where from Won't where you run
Stand up and at ease, about face, My troops come swoopin' to do the shootin' Refuse to cross me, took a loss, G Didn't cost me, I'll be Now toss me the Slam and the shells So the wind burn, saw a tint of [unverified], we spill 'em, fools I load up my barrel, insane, to blame? Flesh deck, at they chest, oh no, won't show none run off in the hearse, [unverified] have cursed On those who wanna me
You it worst, feelin' up far, feelin' with the fifth dawg Hear the niggas' peel 'em, off in the coffin Chalk 'em white, bloody red Afta Maff, nigga, that's ass Buckin' with the boss in from Cleveland, and on the west for heaven's sake I say Yes, he created me, me reach for my pistol And wonder the demons clear my path that bullet path hit when I blast ya And the niggas will outlast ya
Creepin' on ah mo' come ups inflict for mo' Get him, gone, but bring it on? Do you really, No, just take a long in the bottomless pit As see eternal droppin' down And hit that ground, murda mo' ya, Forcin' you are so sure we're under Not to call it war warriors, stories of Flesh And I got you without a sign of death for the most of ya
The isn't over, but the Flesh decrepitate No to hesitate, anticipation, much to be done And it don't matter when you don't matter where you're from Won't where you run