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No gets old
Or so I'm
left full of bullet-holes
When you tell the people go
Oh, it's a matter of days they try to take me
I heard gunshots
His bullet got my
I see him take aim
I dreamt this day
'Cause I stood in the of damnation
Satan, spat at him, flat out him
He my blood; why me?
Why not the fake who deserve death, man
Fuck it, take one
Can stop me but can't stop a whole
Of millions who you deceived them
believing reparation makes it even
So I'm deadly now of one reason
They
In Budapest, Japan, China, and
We it in, son
Another bullet by--missed me
Wondering who to get me
Alphabet boys still plotting me
To hush me up and stuff me in the pockets of
You won't remember why they to clip me
When time go by, you'll forget me
say he was the king of bling, jewels, and Bentley's
Then use one of my lines just to prove I'm guilty
Don't let them me
revolutionaries do live long
Am I one of them? Guess we'll know in due
has rights, can I use mine?
Can I rock shine? Can I have a that's too fine?
Got a swell life, tell me, will I mine?
Every time I turn around somebody new
start living
Ala carte escargot, Escobar, my millions
Mansion for the wife, the rest for the
Knowing that they coming any time, but until
I'm at large until shoot me
Million dollar stones and my camouflage
Giving you this like Pookie
To the system
Be the
No matter color you are
nigga's
You can stand by and
Or you can march on us