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desert you
You broke my heart at 21
Like a blackjack uh
I'm a one of one
To live and die by the gun
Flights out west
Life is beautiful
You shut me

in the hood selling drugs again
'Till they get locked up by cops in the dungeons
And all of my brothers that’s gonna look up to them
Hoping they save

Jeremiah at the age of 21

If you get the chance spill a 40 for Jeremiah 
And if you get the chance steal a 40 for me 
If you get the chance spill a 40 for

dealt sacrificing for the bread as the cheese melt
Jumping thru hoops republican shoot Democrat stacking loot you at the end of boot
21 gun salute

else made us some hot donnies

Listen, I trust my gun more than I trust my mum
You need your heart broken before you hit 21
Even if it feels like you

God damn let me get it, word to your mother
I'm having fun, gotta do it
Never never packed a gun
Cause I spit it off the top, like a ton
God damn yeah I

billet j’y vais juste pour voir

Ah ich komm mit 16 Mann 
In die Bank dann 
Baller mit der pump gun 
Bam bam bam

Stürmen den Safe patte ist Safe
Rauch

trying to fly stright
man were letting it sky 
21 guns salute grew up in the 15 
With pure intentions but i still had the intent to supply
Better watch

up
Who the fuck raised these children 
Turned em into killers
cs time changed 
They changed the definition 
Of real niggas
Quick to grab a gun
cnd all

commas
Gave his son a couple dollas
When I fucked his baby momma
Yeah I'm stupid as fuck
Say he live by the gun
The Glock suited him up
She don't use no

Boom Boom

Fredo

Tables Turn

2018

at the pole now she's asking to go
She's feeling the kid
In some jeans with the rips
Whip 3 into 6 anytime that I'm feeling the mix
Give my young guns

Drop

Kenny Beats

Bad Influence

2019

I'm in your city gettin' head by the finest bitch
You ain't livin' like that, you just on some rhymin' shit
Walk in with my chains and I change

Hero

Keni Thomas

Flags Of Our Fathers: A Soldier's Story

2005

shy of 21, and they gave that boy a gun
Mama begged him not to go
Mama lost her little boy, but a country gained a hero

Yeah, well, some say a hero is

Are we honestly programmed to hate one another?
Throw hands, bent arms, release fire on this cold land
New minds confined by old plans
No more