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Cobain

Kurt Donald Cobain (February 20, 1967 – c. April 5, 1994) was an American musician who was the co-founder, lead vocalist, guitarist and primary songwriter of the rock band Nirvana. Through his angst-fueled songwriting and anti-establishment persona, Cobain's compositions widened the thematic conventions of mainstream rock. He was heralded as a spokesman of Generation X and is highly recognized as one of the most influential alternative rock musicians. Cobain formed Nirvana with Krist Novoselic and Aaron Burckhard in 1987 and established it as part of the Seattle music scene that later became known as grunge. After signing with DGC Records, Nirvana found commercial success with the single "Smells Like Teen Spirit" from their critically acclaimed second album N… more »

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Yeah
The bars are loaded, I'm ready to shoot and don't you duck
Headshots I never miss you know it's up
If it's misses it's from the wife's that I fucked
She say she miss me, I tell her I'll try to keep in touch
They talk a lot, you know my body I can't be touched
Blowing smoke, you know where I'm at so it can't be much
Heard you fan and yo' girl love me it must be tough
They say its love in person
I know the jealousy, I know the envy
It's beyond the surface
Kicked you some bread, dodging the feds
Swerving the whip
Roll down the window you see the haze
Run down a nigga if they don't pay
I get what I'm owed
I got ones who ready to go and itching to blow something
You gotta know something
Exit one stepper, don't make me step something
I'm in the nine whenever you feel you wanna press something
But this ain't no story and I ain't no blog don't get lead poisoning
But I can see clearly now
The nights are crazy
The woman they hate me
'Cause they can't now play me now
The bread is the freshest
Ya' girl is refreshing
And all of them threats you send through message
I never read 'em rather see you in person
I'm driving the hearses
Roll down the window Afi send bullets that'll rip through churches
These niggas playing both sides like it's Deep Cover
Still stand on everything even these niggas
Can still touch anything that my reach covers
That's a long extension be careful who you trouble
Still standing on shit
And it's f*ck these niggas and I f*ck they bitches
Still riding 'round dirty with the haze in my whip and the liq in my system
Still waiting for the ones that say they with it to catch me slippin'
Brand new heater finger on the trigger and it's itching
Don't lose yo' life 'cause I shoot right we'll have you missing
I'm from the trenches, Exit One and we'll smoke a witness
Niggas is bitches, and they be simpin' they got no vision
Mind on the mission, rack up the digits it's only business
And shoot at an opp and watch him drop he shouldn't been dissing

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