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a gun 
This is where confidence come from
King Kong 
the guerilla 
Moe Pope's telenovela
Godzilla stomping your villa
For every cruller I eat 
it's like I

and the clean roll
I went up for my shit n came down with mine 
I Knew what was at steak when I had a dime 
Everyone die but the gun undefeated 
Pop at a nigga

It's Spring time
So I'm headed to the farmer's market
Looking for some things
To add to my garden
Inspiration is in the air
And the wind is blowing

a notch
The whole game is being controlled by the Devil
Including hip-hop


I put it down for the chi-town
Holding it down
From ten-trey 2 rose

Know it all will end
And when the curtain is drawn
Like dusk from dawn
Now your memories are gone
Maybe it's guns and drip I should be talking about

struggle all by myself
Rose from the ground with nobody help
Cryin' for help wasn't nobody there
Faded heart
It ain't no lovin' left
Reachin' my goal Imma

the back of the bus
Cultivating a change cuz' God is here or near
I wish it was safer to sleep
But it’s safer to see that the Devil's in front of me
Run for

a shoplifter
Up for days, tryin’ give em everything I got n****
Mama say I’m blessed, I ain’t half the blessin’ I’m finna be
My baby tell me I am just

made my life so hard
And you can surely take it
If'n I can't guess your card

A grin spread across his skull
The Devil perched up in his eye
He's

must f****n' do it (no!!!)
To convince your soul is mine

No way out for him to run away
Pay all mistakes to god
Until he dies for love
Kill himself!

the forty-one
I was by myself I ain't have no one
Now I'm all fucked up gotta keep a gun
Hope I make it past n**** twenty-one
Uh oh
You got me in my feelings
I

me
It hits way different when you know some ns could turn for hoes but
Fuck it my n thats how it goes
Regardless of what happens my ns still know

about Him, 
That's my G.O.D!!
He died on the cross,
He did it for all of our sins, 
Then He rose on the third day,
The devil thought it was the end, 
But

Brandon murdered by a coward nigga in Lansing
The qualities of a good Brotha for real
At a glance  would think he was Asian 
Only a mixture 
Only 21 rollin’

they doubted us
for trying but now we keep on rising

I go way back with my friends, we used to kick it all the time
Summertime cruising, listening

rose on the third day
For all our sins he knew we would commit today
Right now
I'm speaking my feelings
Yesterday I was in the dumps
I felt really low

your boat
Headed to that last resort like Papa Roach
Locked and loaded, comin' straight for the blow
Guns N' Roses but have some patience tho
I ain't

half get it 

 These nis half gifted 
We tuck in the dash wit it 
We only got time for quick decisions 

We rash w it we get the shit by any means 

By

I'm publishing your e.n.d for publicity

Blasphemy and evil sorcery. Haunting souls resting in the cemetery. I'm mentally ill Beyond any mentality. I

vixen, once told me That's hell's a given, for all of God's children
I said "You trippin", But then she mentioned, our sin is living, In the devil's

[Hook:]
Put your guns up!
Oh, the fun's up!
Government official, your run's up!
(WAR) I'm ready for it
(ARMS) Baretta foreign
(BARS) And metaphors
(ARE) You

plan,
Sometimes you gotta fall back, sometimes you gotta reflect,
Have you done all you could do, look at yo list n then check it off, one by one,

Bullets, blood, ribs, intestines 
How's that for gangsta shit 
Southside stories is musical nigga 
Bang the shit 
Way the beat plays 
I reminisce about Ray

the the cops shot Antwon Rose
(gun shots) This is the this is the era
This is the era you better be ready to lace up ya boots
This is the era you better go head