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it to the death of em
He took that bloody cup that's meant for us str8 to the neck
And yeah he swallowed all that bitterness
That pain
demonz str8 to hell, let them burn in Hades
Worried enough, we called in jail, Lord bless our babies
Lord pleaze bless our babies

(Wish): Who it be,
Arrival To Tha Gate? I Need To Know My Fate, Now My Life Ain't
Str8 But Look At Were I Live Its So So Crooked, I Didn't Shot That Man
But I Watc
he'd Him
and stand beside the guards
Be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol
Pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible
I'm lible
and stand beside the guards
Be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol
Pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible
I'm lible
hoes reachin' 
fo' ya clothes, ain't no rump fo' ya toes. People with ammo is 
creepin' down my block, str8'n with a glock, followed by a hollow
a stone-b****, turned str8 severed then, why?
Then they wonder why n****z die
Put your family in danger just to get high
Now, what the hell can we get from
from the brain, I'll be givin you the pain, anger
Comin from the 36th Chamber, Bang!
Tical, hittin with the Buddha-Fist style
Shotgun slammin in your
the ruckus the motherfucking ruckus
Thousands of cut throats and purse snatchin' fucks
Straight from the brain  I'll be givin you the pain anger
Comin' from
I'm rippin' on the hard core beat 
That's slammin' through your jeep like a 44 Mack to your back
Nigga L never got rip by a track
I don't fuck
and I'm made of flesh
I feel a pain in my chest from stress and self-inflicted wounds
From the time we leave the womb we're consumed
By the brainwashin'
of Nikes 
As I strike, out the door, to my superb 
Parked by the curb, candy coated bird 
The sun got my candy lookin' good enough to eat 
You can tell
of Nikes 
As I strike, out the door, to my superb 
Parked by the curb, candy coated bird 
The sun got my candy lookin' good enough to eat 
You can tell
and doin', and reignin' again
And the gutter, and stutter, and killin', and chillin', collectin' the rent, and 
Jammin', and slammin', and, damn, it's 
Too
of Nikes 
As I strike, out the door, to my superb 
Parked by the curb, candy coated bird 
The sun got my candy lookin' good enough to eat 
You can tell
strike, out the door, to my superb
Parked by the curb, candy coated bird
The sun got my candy lookin' good enough to eat
You can tell by the way
to my enemies, they takin' the pain
Now you can do what you want to
But y'all don't want to start
Fuck, these No Limit soldiers
'cause y'all don't
To take that final ride (I hope it ain't me who)
Get cashed like a bad check (slammin cadillac doors)
Black hearses when they should be 6-0's

[silkk]
I
to my enemies, they takin' the pain
Now you can do what you want to
But y'all don't want to start
Fuck, these No Limit soldiers
'cause y'all don't
to come on my porch
I swear I’m slammin’ the door
A lot of folks believe it though, but I’m not surprised
Humans are fucking dumb, still thinking that
to come on my porch, I swear I'm slammin' the door
A lot of folks believe it though, but I'm not surprised
Humans are fucking dumb, still thinkin' that
jammin
Niggas comin down pop trunks just slammin
Niggas hit the van on the candy and them blades
Niggas stayin on me cause they wanna get paid
Everybody