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mean never look back at yo past let it Past on by

Stop killing each other come on now put the guns down
We all need each other come on now let's just

some normal guy
Some guy who'll be devoted to you
I'm just a worthless old son of a gun
Haunted by the ghost of Peggy Sue

Ooo the ghost of Peggy Sue
Ooo

on me, I'ma fire on you
Ion play by the rules
Cuz I got this toolie all on me
Bitch don't make me get in my mood
But I know it all falls on me so you gotta

Percocet help me get a plume (Pop it)
Vibe to my song if you're feeling doomed (It dig)
Vibe to my song if your heart is boomed
Shot by my gun slat see you

shit some robitussin
Almost a rack for this gun and you think Im up for fussing
Im cool by myself so Ima always keep it trucking
And I know Im supposed

Everbody tryna head up
Shut up fuck up
Some virus just strarted having fun they cant be stop by the gun
And this shit make me fuckin run
I'm standing for

I get so awkward, but fuck it I'm just self-conscious
Been beating up this nonsense, like Rocky to that black nigga
I'd rather be by myself than give

The seven virgins, are just a lie
By napalm's rain, you'll be purified!

Recruited worldwide, your black army of hate,
Sowed blood and death, with guns

And we just wanna get high
Don't know how we get by
Got a couple knives couple guns
Had it for who wanted some
Wishin' they would say sumthin'
But we just

So ain't no love in me 
Living by da gun ima die by it 
I'm right here in da slums nigga come try it 
Holding on to my steel 
Dey wanna get me killed

of emotion
That’s my favorite slogan
Posted up covered in blood in a latex mask
Drunk as fuck
A state boy just passed
I never had a father 
I was hated by my

it’s was poured Goldie locks bitch don’t you dig  in my  porage  


live by my gun still die my Sword channel on feet cost a Duce four 

I got it for me

stream was flowin'
From her body 'cross the floor

In the moonlight by her side
Stood a vengeful man
With hatred in his eyes 
Smokin' gun in his hand

nie
Tot by die horison
Is daar n plek vir elkeen
Kom ons gun vir mekaar
Die spasie

Dinge kan dalk crazy raak en ons voute kan ons crazy maak
Maar moet

tell you folks, we got a real problem with guns

In this country, we have people snapping

Almost twice, three, four, five times a year, right?

People

the handful surrounded by unmarked bills
The boss enters, gun drawn to kill
He says you think your just gunna walk out of here
After today you'll be living your

In a crazy, crazy world resisting change
Stick to your guns
You have to follow the river of inspiration
Wherever that thing runs
In times of drought

Bitch I'm dipping yah you know I'm on the go
Just got the dope and it came strait out the bowl
I got the pole and its pushed up by my pole
Got some

young
Their life can be taken by the gun
Pull your pants up
Shut Your Mouth now, my son
Mothers and fathers 
Living beyond their young

We teach all

fate to lose
And you should know by now, that I make my own luck, uncoincidental
I can be the one, if you hold me down, and secure my gun
Oh and please

Ghetto blazin got my name
Do it baby shake that thaing
Im pro in at you gotta get
Be sexual by general
Me like a prada on your babygirl
You can shake

gotta
Keep a gun

From that block
Where drive bys
And shoot outs
Fascinating
Since a kid
I was on that curb
Never seen
Inside a cradle

Birth into this

Suicide
Written & Produced By DeShawn Cato

Verse
I'm just trying to find away through this fog

The inner working of my mind are so far gone

Slowly

society
A fool and blind faith by definition is piety
Pardon me
Maybe its this artistry
Before I do any of this shit in vain I'll slit a artery
Thats why