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he said he into fighting
He pull up with them hands this gun gone clap him like some lighting
Aye
Hold up bitch I'm finna go in
No I'm not Dre (DreTL)

truck for my queen zee that's my mama I gotta condo by the beach
Flying on private jet sold out the dates, sell out arena slimelife go whack a rat if I

and shoot up your skeletons
For talkin' all that jazz, like you Duke Ellington
I melt your shit, like when Sundew, people with no melennin
Shy, the 21

can't put my gun down
I had G(LOCK) way b4 21 no mama ain proud
But she knew what it was
I hate I had to take that route could've been playin sports
Fell

By My Side

Eminem

Eminem Presents: The Re-Up

2006

every word out my lungs
I'm losin it, snappin' huh, this ain't just no rappin' uh
Back all the way back when you see that strap cause it go ra-tata-ta

Nothing sadder than the song that’s being sung 
By 21 guns
21 guns

Every year they hold a parade
In this little town where their hero lays 
Signs hanging

can't pay for no nails[01:21.24]Cant pay for no lashes[01:21.90]I'm throwin' these ones, they shakin they asses[01:23.42]Get these bows by the ton, roll

War Ready

Young Jeezy

Mastermind [Clean]

2014

a thousand deaths, a real nigga dies but one
21 gun salute out of the top of your drop top coupe
I know a lot of niggas gon' hate to see this
Yeah I wish Shake

it out by the time that I'm 30
Had a dream I was in room 29, that sh** was great
With two different women, meaning 2 got ate (8)
One was 27, the other

thug mothafuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio gettin' blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
21 gun

, 21 21 21

Ll up in yo trap niggas scatter like roaches
All my close friends drug dealers and vultures
I'm sippin' out a coffee cup but this ain't

shooting off

20 guns/

I'ma a young savage like 21, I'ma a young savage like 21

100 round drum on the stick, and that draco it sound like I'm shooting off

smokin' all the 'Woods, she from Cali (21)
In my Testarossa (21)
My pistol out the holster (on God)
I'm double cuppin' syrup, bitch, I don't need no

talking all those gun bars
But when we see u ain't no guns out
Every new year you say you gon make it
Running yo mouth
See how quick you can chase it
You

all lose
I can't afford being invested in you
Holding out for a win
I'm not keeping score
But no one holds open the door anymore and

That's the problem

and reckless
I said, "I'm sorry, mum, I never meant to hurt you"
Then I went and cleaned out my closet like Em' did

Live by the gun, die by the gun (die by

get fucked up with no regard
Boy, don't test me, 'cause I'm tired of teachin lessons
So muthafuck you and that bullshit that you're stressin'
'Cause

Time Will Crawl

David Bowie

Never Let Me Down: The Interview

1987

'til our tails fall off
Time will crawl 'til the 21st century lose

I saw a black black stream
Full of white eyed fish
And a drowning man
With no

beyond that
'Cause complacent niggas usually die up in they complex
Nigga, where I'm from, they turn death into a contest
Livin' by the gun, put all my

on a gun[02:00.79]Trying to break out of my shell[02:02.25]Well it's not going well, so well[02:04.60]So just beat it[02:05.91]While I'll wish my shell to be

Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound 
Who i be there’s no way that we go down
If you didn't know this gun can't be touched
If your gun ain't loaded

cussed at
Cursed, slurred, it gets worse
I thought by 16 I'd be dead in a hearse
Taking a nap, pushing Daisy's out of the dirt
Never underestimate,

give em all my full attention barley 



Hook



No Bo Tie But I’m At They Neck 

Hop out the the matte black truck  “flex”

Diamonds on my neck And my

187 on a Hook

Brotha Lynch Hung

Blocc Movement

2001

it ain't nothing but gun play Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying