Lyrics:
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I'm so violent and sick in the head
I can't tell if I want to kill my ops or fuck 'em
Zaza got me feeling like everything going to be alright
I'm better, but you not a rapper
I came in this bitch with some of my subtractors
We doing the math and you can't be a actor
I say what I want, and you
to school
We starting hanging like Ernie and Bert
And in my idle head I'm thinking cool
Just when I'm thinking I'm going down your shirt
You're hiking up
dragon
She ain't the red queen to cry for my head
Nor does her man have the power to kill
I gave him two chances and now he's dead
Resting in piece by
night gettin' in gun fights
I strike my head on the wall
Seven Eight ward
Eastside, rollin' dubs
Call me big Snoop Dogg
Follow me, and you'll see
between the races
He hold the rock, call for sweatshops
Guard the set shop replaced by sex shops
The highest bidder, no room for the quitter
Game seven
between the races
He hold the rock, call for sweatshops
Guard the set shop replaced by sex shops
The highest bidder, no room for the quitter
Game seven
to fund a couple wars, I'm so rich now
We get on that boy ass, better get 'round (pussy)
Probably in that Trackhawk Jeep when we find 'em (skrrt-skrrt)
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight ...
I've got my clipboard, text books
Lead me to the station
Yeah, I'm off to the civil war
fucking look away
I wrote this in blood
Don't think for a second we won't take it by force
When will we learn it seems no peace without war
So much in
Let's do it
[Intro: Juelz Santana Intro]
Okay (Jazze)
We in the motherfucking building (Dip Set bitch)
I heard my man T.I. is the motherfucking
shot the gun, we ate the bullets
Raised by wolves, today we show it
The body count, it keeps on growing
The war machine keeps on turning
The president
put that on reverend
Been a grown man since age 11 (11)
Mind on the guap since 7 (7)
Rest in peace to my homie Kevin
I admit it, I admit, I admit
night gettin' in gun fights
I strike my head on the wall
Seven Eight ward
Eastside, rollin' dubs
Call me big Snoop Dogg
Follow me, and you'll see
Like the gap in your teeth, I got mine we are twins
Your smile is like the gate of heaven am heavily blistered
Seven days of the week yeah
Baby you got
the memories I've sewn in to my head
They remain in my brain, I'd rather die than let them all fade away
But I guess if I died, you would be by my side
I'm
She was a lost cause
A Lost cause
In this love war
I just took a loss
She was a lost cause
A lost cause
In this love war
I just took a loss
Mustve
different from what I thought
I have dodged bullets diabolic seeds sent to me
By people who claim to be family I'm just lucky
Lucky number seven
I'm a winger
There might be housewives and children listening, but mostly just cornfields and cows
(So) I have a seven-second delay, a switch by my radio board
Six
from disease war or famine
Riding in on his pale horse he will cast judgement
Horseman come riding out
Unleashed by the Lamb of God
Judgement cast
Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905
The Gift of the Magi
funky video for you
Spiraling smoke plooms
Doesnt seem like what smoke would do
Bathtub that the buildings sat in never blew
7 buildings with the WTC
Gbu war
2 Seconds everywhere burst
100 Body bags in my backyard
Anynody who's anybody can Get it baby
Anynody who's anybody can Get it baby
Gbu
Set in
Reality better set in
Never knowing that this war we bout to get in never ending
I got all the soldiers with me
And none of em forgiving
I got
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