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down shot
Shot down
How
Pow with the gun
Imma bow to the sun
For the heat that I done
And the number I won
Is like one in a ton
Imma gun cause I stun
I

short of flame
And I can also build beats and rap
Look down, but now I feel free, I'm haps
I'm happy I feel free
Here ain't no niggas wanna run up in my

Wicked Rappers Delight

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol. 4

2005

in each ear and I'm bustin
Fire breathin wicked shit meltin microphones
Blowing speakers into flames, settin fires to your home

How many times you

Stun Gun Hero, stepping up to play
Chargebolt coming up to save the day
Drop down hero's judgment like lightning in the air
And stand out like

black I get on that and hit 'em with 'em flames on track
That's straight up facts, yeah !

Hey, Sekret Shadoz in the building y'all
And we about to bring

Turn the Heat Down

Mob Figaz Ridah

Mob Figaz Ridah Presents Thunder Knock, Vol. 1

2003

(Spice 1)
dear lord, could you please tell Lucifer
turn the heat down, feelin the flames of hell
underneath my feet now, the block is hot
I hear

livin' in poverty for a while now
Gettin' real hard to smile now
Locked in I been about business
Step outta line and I bet you get shot down
Cus a young

Shot down,
Shot down,
Shot down,
The monolith is rising
Shot down,
Shot down,


Descending fast in a shower of deadly cross-fire
My steel cannot find its

Pablo for this cocaine
No Hablo to Joe "No-Names"
Diablo when I blow flames
This place is hell, not home man
I'm all about my Domain
Step in my door get

town in them trucks (skrr)
Lotta rounds in the cut, (boom boom) jot it down if it's tough
Heater melt all the snow 'til you drown in the slush (get

sweeper we clean em up with a dirty mop
Yea it Ain't no going down I'm only going up
Niggas tweakin in the club we gone send it up
Knock a nigga wig back

Outro

Drama

Gangsta Grilz, Vol. 12

2007

really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no

a shot
Just bought some dussé
Now she stuck yea yea

If you want it
Break it down
And do ya job yea yea

Air jordans clean 9’s
Wit the tongue out yea

I

demonic. Ironic not really. By customs you know every whip I'm in silent chilly. S/o courts homie Fili. They know the slogan it’s hood on Kenny. I remember

spin around done died for lyin' to 3
Servin' 'em shells get sent right to hell you know that these shots ring out by the P
Walkin' 'em down I'm payin' yo

cried, there's no where to run to, no where to hide, tossed to the side, access denied,
6 million died for what?
Yo a mans shot dead in his back
Helpless

Buss Down

Ziezie

AitcH2O

2019

Buss down, yeah she get the buss down (buss down)
Ten ten, man I hit a touch down (touch down)
Nobody couldn't take a shot now (shot now)
We busy

(Got OT on my beat, so, bitch, you know we crankin' up)
($K)

Ayy, all of my niggas Z's, gang, gang
A nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame

the county now everyone shot
Like what, what he gon say
I hang with them steppas you play them you lay
That boy is a bitch he got shot in his face
You know

You are the adrenaline rushing through my veins
Stimulate my heart, heavy crystalline
You are the sulphur extinguished by the flame
You are

tears

Now that I'm strugglin' in this business
By any means label me greedy gettin' green
But seldom seen
And fuck the world 'cause I'm cursed
I'm havin'

It's all luv yeah yeah

Friday night, late June, sittin' by the fire with a lake view
Eyes Lock- Through the smoke, burnin' hot, flame blue
You

Yeah
I'm firing shots
I'm firing my shots
I'm firing shots
Yeah yeah
I'm firing shots
I'm firing my shots
I'm firing shots
I spit bars drop it likes

finger anxious
We gone pull up and flame him
I get the racks and i be counting up all the time and i swear that its basic
Smoking moon rock in the space