Lyrics:
of feeling threatened by my presence
Honestly I get it all the time
I'm a one man assassin, so get your sorry ass in–
Side, cuz I think I'mma finna commit
love it you can't get enough of it in your blood man
- Those long night sessions, hot summer days playin away, take a stick break and head back
in me
And he cannot get it
No, it won't make sense
It seems outlandish
You've been chosen, you've been handpicked
By the greatest who created ya
He's
war
And I'm fighting for a higher cause
Kings blood, tainted by some dark liquor
Arroyo Road dawn with some Glocks nigga
Olde English in my goblet
4
Cheese is another word for money
Worship it "plz no man can stand
In these 7 and a halfs" = 7&1
2 is his shoe size
The info is online because shoe
of my life 77
Omg I think I'm going straight to mf'n heaven
Where else could o go for dealing xtc in seven
The road to riches became a hesitant one I
flex
Like tch, what a mess
Get bit in the neck no hickey
Brainwashed by the loneliness
Has to leave my old life to begin newly
Kazekage killer in a war
a hundred twenty three nine hundred and ninety nine
thousand convicts
Wanted by the beast in the hellified streets
With nullified beef and combat swamp rats
This life that I live tough, I'm fucked up in the head
Big bro popping pills he fucked up in the head
Swear I wish that I was dead sometimes for
war
Better get ready for bed, buckshot land at your head
Buck shots dots right at your head
Sit you niggas in a permanent chair
Give you niggas
upside down on my head
It’s been a little over year
Since I went off the rails of war and
I realized that I was wrong
Fortunately
Had great mentors, Victor
Yo Devil
You want to rump with me
It's JAW$
War you going to get
Here I am
Aiming for the headshot
Hit the Devil right up in his face
He will get
gonna fall, put a banana in the tailpipe
I'm not bout livin' in no six by six, wearing no mothafuckin' jail stripes
Been bout it from the start nigga,
and sometime I'm in all black,
Y'all want to go to war with us, wit you knowin' we all strapped!!!
Fuck it, pop it, don't stop it, 'cause I drop, by no means,
and sometime I'm in all black,
Y'all want to go to war with us, wit you knowin' we all strapped!!!
Fuck it, pop it, don't stop it, 'cause I drop, by no means,
Who bold enough to challenge this deadly reportation
Of keeping MC's in a hopeless situation
No comparison, if you put the darts side by side
One
head
Is that a sign because outside it's raining
I can only listen to certain phrases
When I'm left with only Seven Seconds
Wishing I could pick up
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
Touchdown and I dance on 'em (Uh)
Touchdown, got bands on me (Uh)
In the middle, I ran, homie
Casualties of war, semi by the door
Semi by the bed, I got
the wars
In your mind
Feeling like you're lost and hunted
It's a little bizarre
That tonight
you realize you would have wandered
Don't let your head down
The indestructable bobby steel's is here
[method man]
Yo in the heat of the night
My 4-7-7 mash on the mic
Killarmy and trappa john m.d.
Full metal jackets
'cause'
strike back
Stay in the street, seven days a week
Shit get hot, you never blaze your heat
Stupid motherfucker wanna play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes
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