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it's a shooting range I told you not to fuckin' bring your gun around Like an idiot, outside of your home You're gonna get yourself on trouble Don't
Meet me at the shooting range Because I have lots to say Meet me at the shooting range Because one of us Is not coming back again But if
an ugly place, but I will die with a smile on my face My life is a shooting range, people never change My life is a shooting range, people never change
Come on, join a line The ghost train leaves on time It's always dark In Luna Park On the shooting range The plastic prizes never change So
To a motherfucking shooting range Still an asshole And I'll never change Turn the (club) To a motherfucking shooting range Don't talk to me unless we talking exchanges
time Hunting for answers Blind leading blind Our hopes and dreams on the shooting range Doesn't take much skill only steady aim Grinding skin to bone
rude boy (La La-La) Fuck with me man I got no choice (No Choice) Aim at your head man I shoot boy Do or die (Do or die), shooting range (shooting range
outside into a shooting range All it takes is for one small someone Who can’t control their rage One thing gets taken out of context and now you’re dead
of the adverse i'm at a shooting range i'm just need to kill somebody to quench my thirst sometimes i see everybody wanting to be the first but little do they
of the adverse i'm at a shooting range i'm just need to kill somebody to quench my thirst sometimes i see everybody wanting to be the first but little do they
Three's Company Michael Cooper Big 3 Threes Company Company We here to the stage Threes Company Company We shooting from range Threes company
Threes Company Michael Cooper Big three Threes company company We here to the stage Threes company company We shooting from range Threes company
written on St. Anthony's marquee & Daddy's gonna take me to the shooting range For my birthday Mama's gonna give me a Rosary Sunday morning & the banshees
BLSM poppin' off lookin like a shooting range Twenty-twenty three, and I still feel the same Twenty-twenty three, still not fucking with no lame
soul! My brains doin lap Without control! Shooting range My vibe is rage I'll give you bage "For something strange!" This thing is wet Like my soul My
And a dream that's still alive I thought I saw a shooting star Against the front range yesterday But I could be mistaken I thought I saw a shooting star
hold you Till the sun went down And if you hadn't gone to the shooting range Would you speak to me Would you speak to me And if your head hadn't blown
of the shooting range
hold you Till the sun went down And if you hadn't gone to the shooting range Would you speak to me Would you speak to me And if your head hadn't blown
stage For my best buds in mount pleasant shooting range Telling me I'ma be a big star one day Playing big bars one day, selling out shows one day Hey
a real shooting range, strangers at a disco, sharing drugs but no names. And I'm tired, and I'm tired, of my generation, so much that I stopped praying,
check the balance I'm with slime, I'm with gang Totin' poles, shooting range Gettin' back, you a lame I'm totin' these poles Ima leave a stain I'm rocking
okay Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay Don't like these hoes, they be lookin' at me strange Treat these rappers like it's target practice, shooting
part of the game I got guns put n****z don't know how to aim I'm in the shooting range mastering the art [Chorus: x2]
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