Lyrics:
wasn't hit
I turned around it was my homie with the gun in hand
He shot the cop (damn) Now he's a dead man
I said, "Come on, it's time for us to get
from a planet a long way from here
And I bring a message for mankind to hear
And suddenly the sweetest music filled the air
And it went la la la la
said, "Why don't they just get rid of the guns
Like they did in Australia?"
I sat there befuddled and said
"I don't know what to tell ya
But
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Microphone controller
West of the Mississippi
Urban cowboys
Guns without a holster
Money order
Benjamin Franklin
With the dead soldiers
Shake that
dem dem a guh dead, mi lift up e nine x
Mi ready fi boost up the crime and lift up e violence tell dem nuh keep up mi time
Fire Bullet inna dem belly gi
Tun it
Say nah nah nah
Tun it
Yow Xilis Beats
Tun it
High
Tun it
Hehe
Roll by myself cya be too suspicious
Heart cold mind dark from long time man
Yeah, it's been a long night and the
Mirror's telling me to go home
But it's been a long time since I
Felt this good on my own
Lotta years went by
footprints dated and ancient
Now I'ma step through this motherf***er impatient
For the first time in a long line of dog fights
Little La**ie will not be
Don't lose the dreams inside your head
They're only there until you're dead
Dream
Oh oh oh la la la
One day fill your brain
With no cares in
Another tuff loss by the time I'm 23
My kids moved to Cali I didn't know that that would be
That last fuckin time that I would ever get to see
Their pretty
I heard a little voice
Call from the inside
Feelin' sick in the head
From a long drive
Haven't felt safe from myself
In a long time
But I guess
if I want him dead, I knock him off
Fuck the opps, ain't no worries, we hold 50's and hold 30's
He'll be dead by 4:30, we'll turn his brains to a snow
Why the fake live a long time and the real die? (Why?)
They ain't got no morals, they ain't got nothin' they live by (nothin')
Seen a fiend from 2005,
a long, long time, rotting from the inside
You've been dead for years, not even chasing dreams
You've been dead for a long, long time, ravaged by time
All night I lay awake
Thoughts will cross my mind
The time passed by
Sunrise begins to shine
But failure creeps
Taking hold of me
But I still fear,
Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash
I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast
The fool retaliated so I had to think fast
Pull out
I was in the trenches, duckin' crash, yeah, shootin' Newton
I hawk niggas down on dead ends and start reckless shootin'
I jumped off the stage with
Slangin narcotics
I juss socked tha shit out a fiend fo runnin off wit a nigga product
Heiron he shot it
Into his veins
Got it by sellin everythang
LA (ugh)
Like back in LA
Where they ride slow
She don't want fame no (ah)
She don't want fame
That's a passing ghost
Watch your life pass-by
Grab
dead
Chat behind my back I heard what you said
Doing all that talking, I'll put it to an end
Unfazed by what you saying, all I hear in my head is
La la
son, go buy a gun and shoot her in the head
No one who dies, testifies, make sure that she is dead"
The heathens were paid a thousand bucks
jooks rush the doors
Here come the deez tryin to make breeze and guns toss
In full force, my team'll go at your main source
We're not tourists, hit
or alive)
Niggas always tryin' to creep (wanted dead or alive)
But I know what time it is (wanted dead or alive, wanted dead or alive)
Gangstas, yeah,
Pablo escobar shit
Buying a clink now
Dead presidents shit
Robbin the Brinks now
100 shot Tommy guns
Hell of a stink now
J-A-D-A
'Cause the P
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