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Yeah I don't know what I'm doing But as long you by my side I know i'll be okay I know i'll be alright Just help me take flight Damn can you love me
You think i would have learned my lesson by now But you keep saying all the right things, aye Guess i gotta learn the hard way Yeah yeah yeah yeah!
they must have been attached to wires I've seen one laying in the lawn with a broken arm So I called 911 Well, that's one less founded opinion One
Man, damn, uh Yeah, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy Man (damn), deviated leather in this 911 Bend a corner, I'm on Hayes Street copping a windbreaker
with someone else. Couldn't you see that should've been me? I just walked on by. Then we met in '42 but we were on different sides. I hid you under
and shit, niggas is killing me Aiming for the block where all the magic happens Call 911 report a kidnapping... Fuck a Glock Hundred shots from the ooo-wop
York, New York, the city that never sleeps Bodies, covered in white sheets, are layin in the streets Shit gets deep, as we creep up the block by the kids
you need me to be, only if you believe in fairytales Took a little time by the N.O, world flipped upside down in the last month Stayin' all alone, I
should be prosecuted death by lethal injection Electrocuted or Malcolm X em' Or send a Chinese bitch in the club to stretch em' And if that don't work
a recliner I'm in this, representing West Side Lotta people try to tell me I'm the next guy Batgang, got it tatted by my left eye Chain gang over here, no
just currently And a bitch told a lie if she told you she was curvin' me And we all big dawgs, ain't gon' let my people work for me 911, we got
them to the afterlife |Well that's fucked up just like 9-11|Mohammed Atta didn't even have a gun|Seventy-two virgin wives going through his brain|Killed
Jack in the box I'm in my bag now I caught em by surprise Jack in the box I'm in my bag now (Pop Out) The world changing around me They don't know
burring the match Lighting up the gat Making shit mix and match with a batch by getting my brick house semi detached Much like Michael in contrast, I'm
You won't catch me dialing 911 That's a joke where I'm from Can't trust that man with a gun So I stay on the run It's either hands up or handcuffs
votes were heard For what it's worth, that "democratic" election could be yours Blinded by the Right It's the beginning of the end Now Big Brother is
Amen amen who's yelling halluya in no church Blessed by the street not by the power of God I don't go to church cause I'm sceard of been judge
our troubles away, & the rain will wash our troubles Clean away... CH.> (4.08) Lead guitar by Heggarty /Feed-back by O'Keeffe ‘Ha!
shit is so dumb I'd rather go numb So basically what you're saying is that you wanna See me In every angle touching all up on you like beep beep Pop by
rang Love the ass, still a titty boy I'm two chainz 9/11 that was two plane, So forgive me while I bolt I look like Usain, bang Still the hottest I'm
tell me to stay home You're controlled by the tv and radio Fuck politics and policies fuck the new world order Gotta hide my face when I talk about this
I've been sleeping for a long time I've been so alone, I have to get the hell out of my goldmine Got surrounded by some ghost? Fine This may not be
Yeah Yeah Yeah Trapped by the trap house Yeah Yeah Niggas gettin' trapped by the trap house Hella cops ran in his shit and did a sweep Fentanyl
made by prada I'm faded so wavy nautica Hella dark can't see none With you through the rain and sun I'm so crossed off the sauce Taking off in a 9-1-1
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