Lyrics:
Bullet numbers
Cop some guns, fully loaded, small tech
Give you a leverage, hate kill by itself
Praying on my downfall, aim is the mansion
Condo with
tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun
Get you
thoughts under this beanie, man
No Beenie Man I'm a thinkin' man
And I've been thinkin', man, what you thinkin', man?
I'm thinkin' drive by, huh (drive
I saw the morning
It was shattered by a gun
Heard a scream, saw him fall, no one cried
I saw a mother
She was praying for her son
Bring him
I saw the morning
It was shattered by a gun
Heard a scream, saw him fall, no one cried
I saw a mother
She was praying for her son
Bring him
you from deep in the slums
Only way you make it out is by the barrel of a gun
All I wanna do is rap go to a different place and have some fun
But lately
locked in
Trapped by your rules, forced to breathe your toxins
People used as tools and the others are just watching
Under this hot light, the spotlight
I
by hate
Go on, distract her
Play date with
Girl gun machine
I can disassemble ak 47
In a minute
I can turn your life into a battlefield
Really mean it
limbs off
Ugh, you aren't immortal that I know
I'ma different breed ho, I'm really going rogue
This a big stick ho, get low
Real drive-by, bro, get
Brinks at random
Dem boots yuh, yuh protect by condom
Me HK wussa than HIV, hollowpoint Gonorrhea di Magnum
All inna dem house, we a go fi dem
Under
don't want at all now
Woah, over it
Tired of the wanting
Over it
But I'm under the gun
And I'm not averse to it
But I prefer happiness
Everyone's
gonna
Him hear rounds from a Calico gun cocks
I was returnin' the favor
Why we even comparin' namе to name?
I been surpassed his and then somе
Who y'all
TOUCHED BY THE HAND OF OFRA HAZA [8:08]
With the fire from the fireworks up above me
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain at hand
You run
billion dollars every year on weapons of war
STOP!
Keep talking, keep talking, keep talking
MADNESS!
4.7 million children under the age of five die
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
himself
Stitched by Dapper Dan, oh man with the gun in hand
I leave your blood squirting
No offense, I'll put your face on the chest of a sweatshirt
On wings of thunder, for those who died by our side
To a symphony of blazing guns
Life and death under strange new suns
We have come from afar, just tell us
when is sundown
Gun ties, gun ties
I sleep with it right by my bedside
Man down, man down
cnother one dead before sunrise
I can't be living this
nuh get shot clip drop out a it
dream last night dream last night
a gun appeared to me and every man dead by it
nightmare come to pass gee them a move
a gun it's old P, new P
Prob'ly layin' in the sun
Prob'ly on a PI, if I call you king
I ain't talkin' 'bout rap, nigga
That status go to BI
You can fuck
will raise a
army East of Eden on the borderline of Asia
Armed in bomb shit, tec-9's and mag clips
My hooded crew got the bulletproof jackets
Yo, part
Two's on a draw that was Qwayback Qwayback
Pedalling piff no breaks man
Sunset smoke by the lakes and talking trips to the far east Asia
Me and bro
Yeah, I get it you're an outcast
Always under attack, always coming in last
Bringing up the past, no one owes you anything
I think you need
met like UNO, yeah
Like if we ain’t fucked that night, and I left by the mornin’
‘Fore all the snow fallin’ under the sun
Will I come back to you?
Will
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