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at wounded knee
I said deep in the earth
Won't you cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee

We got these energy companies
Who want
I said deep in the earth
Won't you cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee

We got these energy companies, they're trying to take
ought to be learning I feel like a veteran
Of "Oh I like your poetry but I hate your poems"
Calendars crumble I'm knee deep in numbers
Turned 21, I've
poetry but I hate your poems"
Calendars crumble I'm knee deep in numbers
I've turned 21, I've twist, I'm bust and wrong again

Know what it's like
feel his pain; it's crashing like thunder.
But he rolls on, the gun by his side,
The bullet in the chamber and the fear he can't hide,
Another punk
in 1991, just a happy child
Playing beneath the summer sun
A vacant lost his playground, by 12 he's got a gun
The odds are bet against him, junior
Born into the ghetto, 1991
Just a happy child playin' beneath the summer sun
A vacant lot's his playground
By 12 he's got a gun
The odds are bet
though
I think deep, I believe in ghosts
Ever felt the hand of a dead body?
Then you know why I took my gun and head-shot him
War started over dope
I'm the 21st Century Crisis, run with two five-to-lifers
That buck at bikers, get booked on Riker's
I'm the 21st Century Crisis, I'm a fighter
Flick
That's a gun pointed at your head

Wanted man by Lucy Watson, wanted man by Jesse Brown,
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson, wanted man in this next town
the goods, Top Gun Ice-T in your neck of the woods 
I'm 15 blocks deep in the foreign neighborhood 
Street of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down
(Life's difficult, death's easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?)

100 shots to the fuckboys, 21 salute to the real Gs
Live by the code, if I couldn't do that
Yea, ok-ok, yea

[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Just when you thought it was ova
The Mobb came back to put the game in a +Cobra+

Now, you can catch me by
singing like a lunatic
Knee deep in our milk and sticks
Just a kid with a broken arm
It's sling shot ahead of harm

Oh I'm hungry for the feeling honey
Kicking it, strap on my side and I'm so high
Thinking bout them putos that tried to do the drive-by
Creeping in the alley, ese this ain't the valley
to the beat
Game, take the wheel and turn on 21st Street
Eastside LBC, gun in my hand
It's the turf by the surf but we don't play in the sand
We just, slip
side LBC, gun in my hand
It's the turf by the surf but we don't play in the sand
We just - slip and slide out, we Rip and ride out
Let it see known,
the raw shit
The military war hits with gun clips

[Shogun Assasson]
Yo, my battleground's where I lounge
Fightin wars from dusk til dawn
In the trenches
taps
Or 21 gun salute, there ain't cahoots
My name ain't Alex Haley but I still got roots
I bang bang bang to the air now ya dead
It was a black
This is dedicated to all my little brothers, little homies, yo check it out

[Verse 1]
Man you 21 now and I still can believe it
Been living on your
inner city kid
(What!) Step the fuck back then relax
Rough is on a full scale attack black
Huh, I'm packing a full metal jacket
A bat, 21 guns
aimin' to be
My range bling, platty chain hang to the knee
I'm thug for life, ain't no changin' me

Aiyyo, who got the drop, my gun been cocked
Spits
reaper
Look like it's time for spring cleaning
Brand new spanking street-sweeper
Been in the game, I'm knee-deep
I like good head, I like good reefer
All
I said, "baby my new CD is a slumper"
It'll make the trunk thunder, girl your rump give me lumber
Up under the sheets I can put you in a real deep
at a Dairy Queen
Put me in the Army on the day that I turned seventeen
Here I am standin' in the desert with a gun
Thought of going AWOL but I'm too afraid

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