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That's a taste of sweet revenge
A heartless soul I get from my mama
Inject in my arm with a syringe
40 milligrams of pure nirvana
I get what I get I don't

That's on God

All up in the mix
All up in the mix

My band's up on God

Can't get caught up in the mix
Can't waste no time trying to get my bands up

the streets
And I'll tax the streets whatever I say
And look in my pouch"
He started looking around
I took a look in the pouch
And saw a Smith & Wesson
I

them arms in, what's life like as an artist? It's got pros, it's got cons
But being famous made me way more of a target
I got two top 10s, in my hood,

long you ain't know this Guerrillas inside
From the city of angels where Killers Reside
Hallows in the 40 protect me
All of my angels done left me
I dare

to drowning, by the time I learned to paddle
I was loading up that Smith & Wess, inside my grandma bathroom

I was reaching for the stars, but I got caught up by

Hard N's

Tru

Da Crime Family

1999

young niggas can take it as a lesson 

My clips be side jumping But a nigga name Wessun, first name Smith 

Known in the hood for pretty ?? 

Let me

Fuck Dat

Onyx

Shut 'Em Down

1998

My fleet goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new

negligee'
No Nick Lache
Kimora Lee Simmons
Commode or Bidet

Lost in a world wind
96'Bonnie & Clyde
Me and my girlfriend
Till the world end

Patrons by day

can't on,
you my angel mortilized in song baby forever

Everybody need a potna,
to stand right by they side
Not only down through the good times,
but also

love Build pride
It's time to arm up
Apply pressure stay solid
Pipes will never bust
Keep pushing
Until the heavens reign angel dust
So critical you are

been so excited
Since I opened up my eyes and
Saw a pretty little angel
And I've never been so delighted
Being on a plain, I'm 'bout to go insane

I'm

I'm making and we outline him in chalk
Demon in the trunk
She got all the funk
Don't ruin the fun cuz you never see the sun
Instrumentals and my pain

it with me, then just say
I'm only angel to my mum
To the rest, well I'm scum
My arms would be guided by my mother
And now they are waiting for another

Angel in My Room

Cold Chisel

The Last Wave of Summer

1998

but it passes by
When I hold you in my arms
Everything will be all right

If I close my eyes I can see her there
I can see you right there
Where

a little summer time
Damn baby, how you figure out my recipe?
Like.. hold up baby, where'd you get that Smith and Wesson piece?
I met an angel after hours

Waltz of the Angels

George Jones

Duets Country Style

1962

The Waltz Of The Angels I hear each time
I hold you tightly in these arms of mine
It's surely from heaven this music I hear
When your lips say I

Gospel

The National

Boxer

2007

of the summer
And we'll play G.I. blood, G.I. blood
We'll stand by the pool, we'll through out our golden arms

Darlin', can you tie my string? 
Killers are

So I kneel down
Arms stretched out
You know just how I'm feeling in my chest now
The devil tryna kill me can I get out
Then an angel came and gave me

odd
I hope you love the way
But
There’s a gift of God
Between my arms
You’re beautiful
Like angels are
A gift of God
Against my lips
And we kiss
‘Til

of my old fears till they're dead and done
Halting your projected bullets like I'm Neo the one
Playing Mr. Smith in the Matrix just for fun
I've got

the mindless and
Shining in light, I defend the wisest men

They stretching my arm, legga, legga, arm
Head
They testing me god, trying to see the sunset

Since

for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not

tiri to oh

I don buzzle,I don hustle,I don struggle,I don tire laye Timo wa
Timo wa,Timo wa ahn ahn
My creator biko connect with my legs
Gbemi Debi ire