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on all 10
And we strapped like the navy if its war why you hiding then
Dropped one shit lets slide again
Aint have a problem with the packs in a while

this way since a nigga fell up out the womb yea, high as hell baby lets take pictures on the moon yea, we can make love peace war whats the moods?
Hook:

Gangsta Vocabulary

Threat

Bad Newz Travels Fast

1997

an abortion
You niggas want beef, I feed it to you raw in tiny, small portions
The lyrical composition has been composed by and written
Spitten, created for

Purple lights in my room
Bitch I know that you are now listening (I know you do)
Pop a xan 'cause I love the taste of it
Yeah you're gone but baby

listen to their moves
I spit gems you gotta listen to the jewels
I played by the game ain't no switching up the rules
You either win or you lose you see

leroy
This shit like war
Bitch get crafty or you get destroyed
Stay in yo lane
Don't come to mine better stay in yours
Bitch like a fan she looking back

madness
I wonder if god knew or even planned it
Either way it's built up traction
I'm a soldier ready for action
War ready
Obtaining more knowledge
Just

House just like nascar come by and make a (Stop)
Ref, why you blow the whistle when clearly that’s a (Flop flop flop)
Flop flippity flop on my way to make

on the gas through all the places you've ridden
You're a backseat driver filled with superstition
Torn up by thoughts
This corruption won't stop
You don't want

Before they find me
So no label can label me
Created by the signing
Hunnid gang 4L
And the money team beside me
Nobody can dim out our lights
Highly

affected by opinions of someone else
Choose your mental health
Take a stand for yourself
No one's gonna hear you
Til you stand, scream and shout
Take your

my lungs
Can't get in touch with my plug
Business is business no love round here
It's a Fight for a knife in the mud
Cause the Moon light ain't shit

came from hard day's Followed by long nights
I Almost lost my life stopping at the wrong light
We sold em Parkay junkies had they own pypes
Cousin was

ain't nothing to see here
Move along move along move along take it somewhere else or we will
Stand for the people war is a sequel
Hand on my gun in case I

And I can sing, but I can't dance
A jester made of ocean sand
A plastic ring we call the sun
Is held by birthers on the run
And every moon, and some

yelling out, "FIGHT BACK!"
Head swollen, boy, you gon' need you an ice pack
Was in the dark, but slowly bringing the light back
They had me down, but slowly

oh yea
But this is war though I'm coming for you're skull hoe oh yea
Top of the game like Machu Picchu
Stay electric like im Pikachu
Ops pull up see

to drown today

If it ain't orchestrated by the Lord
It's prolly something I cannot afford
Every day I'm living is a war
I'm fighting just to stay on one

the sun we seek
No ethics in a world made of dollars and cents
Just greed, war and famine with unholy expense
The blood on the leaves is the same that pumps

living life couldn't make you gain weight
But you will know that if you elevate
You shouldn't be hurt by those who hate
You understand it when you're

that you rolling don't lose your done
That little light of mine thought it might take me home
Don't know a arc but that chain might do me wrong
I figured

A medieval
Age
No lights
We're on
Lands ruled
By a king
Who would
Fight
In wars
Swords
Would
Swing
Life
No more
U.S
Is the
Nation
That raised
Me
But europe
Is

system was part of a plan
To keep us divided, these states not United
Still haunted by the ghost of the ku klux klan
They killing our babies and capital

They better not let Timi get angry
They want war and violence
I'm tryna be fine and dandy
And you don't want smoke, it's problematic
I might just