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no fear


Full automatic a hunnid clip drum 


One of my bullets hit know that you done


In this world got no choice live by the gun


Caught a case

got addicted to the cash
Cameras on every phone, got 'em addicted to the flash
Picture it. I was last, hustlin' glass by the gram
Now I'm handing

all need to ride out
Yeah, need a fine man by my side
Ride or die
That's mine, yeah
Cross your Ts, dot your Is
All day and night, yeah
Just help me

goat off in a spliff
Yea we really shits
Way to raw that’s problematic
Artillery automatic
Studio I’m ecstatic
My heart cold
I turned a savage
Stuck in

got scannable testers
I don't do the most UPS'ing, I'm a casual catcher
L after L, now the letter after the annual total
Scam master, I can automatic

the muzzle
Who that boy in Maybach by the double?
Out in Miami, I kicked a fine bitch out the car 
Just 'cause her spirit was ugly (I did, Sauce)
We do not

I wore VLone a month straight, I coulda got sued by Bari
I'm super player, coulda got an endorsement with Atari
Just knocked a hoe, look like Nicki,

Torn asunder survive
My flow wild hunters proof it would
Be a blunder to drive
While all night automatic pilot I ride
As if I am kitt
Mr parker murdering

blocks
Automatic mouth piece
Fully loaded and cocked
And all enemies, must be dropped
Fuck it I said it first
And I'mma say it again
I'm in it to win, I'm

With a semi-automatic, living drastic
So don't you get too close to me
Cause I might blast it
And paint another scenery
Nigga this is what they made me

what? That go with the Patek
(That go with the Patek)
4MATIC, 300 black, this shit automatic
Jump out the whip lookin' like a
Whole check and some more

Ain't gotta say pause nigga
It's truly yours nigga, one of the greatest
We in the class by ourselves
Give a fuck if you played us
Winning gold like

I was wakened by a scream.
Was it real or just a dream?
With sleepy eyes I looked around.
Do you guess what I found out?

Everything had changed its

ready to blam somethin'
This thirty not made by Glock, I hope this bitch don't jam
In the hood with all this cheese on me (on one, bitch)
See a fuck

But I ain't forming no habit
Shifting down road it ain't no automatic
Fell on my own hands filled with some callous
Plenty known capping
We ain't just

harbour's at the ferry
John Brown things, they hang him in the rain
Babylon use they brain, cotton or cocaine
A rose by any other name
007 what I tell you

her legs open
This fa dat drug addict that stay high like the attic 
This fa dat jackboy dat stay choppin dem automatics
This fa dat single parent

Every Kennedy was assassinated
By the Illuminati
They should’ve went to Yankee
Stadium for Giuliani
Said Halliburton impersonated Sunni jihadit's

done started pimpin' bitches
You would think I came from Memphis (yeah)
No semi-automatics
We got switches on the glizzys
Aim that switch up at your head

Blut gegen Blut
Der Re-Release von Massiv
Zwei Araber zu viel, Abdel Halim Middle East
Bang mit ner Semi-automatic
Auf'm Hamburger Kiez
Mann ich

struggle
All I've seen is what I follow
My skin color, automatic transaction
I'm already classified, no second chance
Taught to feel nappy hair, little grade

Automatic rounds in the window
We made his home whistle
He caught five, ironic
That was a chrome nickel
Chillin' on the throne, I'm
Killin' rappers at home

The semi become automatic, I switch it
Get sent your location
I'm mapping it instant
I clap from a distance, the SPAS keep missing
Ten-cap, drilling shit,

Anywhere
If youu0027re there
I donu0027t care
Iu0027m all about you baby
It's automatic
Instant magic
Donu0027t know what you got 
But Iu0027m glad you have