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the gun
Gon' he go run, it go run, it go run
This is one, no be turn by turn

Ebelebe this na my turn
Collect  bag of gold, na my turn
Na my turn, not my

Gon' get whacked and that's a fact
Too much shit going on inside my hood
Ain't scared to say I'm stepping back
Big ol' 4 sit on my chest
I never will

Man listen to those bars speed boat questioned by the coast guard
Couldn't make it to da birthday party sent a post card
I've been doing way too much

Nigga ima spazz with this
Gun ima shoot
Gun ima shoot
Bitch I came outta pocket too much
Now you outta pocket
No you cannot stop it
Cause I got the glocks

where he dwells
Where if shot down you plummet spiral down back to hell
From the heavens hard to know who prevails
Shot down by the baron guns growling

I wanna run away
Don't wanna lie, I don't want a life
Send me a gun
And I'll see the sun

I'd rather run away
Don't wanna lie, I don't want

Scar That Never Heals

Jeremy Fisher

Goodbye Blue Monday

2007

wants there she goes

Doo doo doo doo doo doo

I done too much damage
Got nothing left to feel
My self is broke and bandaged
Her love is a scar

too much time

Tell me why 
She don’t stop by
Cant wait ‘til I
See those blue skies
Still but not too soon
To make up your mind
Blood moon’s out tonight

Pain all in my body
Feeling drained
Sometimes it just be too exhausting
I don't feel the same, lost a lot
But I got so much more to gain and I ain't

deceiving
Smokin' all this motherfuckin' weed
'Cause I been through way too much, don't wanna think about it
Cranky 'bout it, gotta drink about it
Gotta

through way too much
Don't wanna think about it
Cranky 'bout it, gotta drink about it
Gotta synchronize it, tranquilize it
Doctor ain't prescribin' what
He

for shit it surely was

Not for shit it surely was
I don left that in the past
Why I never do too much
Why I never come in last
Cuz I ain't worried bout

know when ya go

Gun to ya back like Harriet
If you can't shoot, can't carry it
If ya too fake, can't ferry it
Come carry me home, sweet chariot

stand to cower
The laws of power
I don't know why I must run
But I know you need me too much, yeah
Why I'm always racing
My heart just cannot take it
It's

make sure
Any word that comes out of your mouth
Is speaking life over you
Yeah, I done spoke
Too much death, I repent
I don't know
How to let you in, let

"Gen’lmen, we just havin’ church
Here" Six words which - directed at me and
A fellow soul buff at the Full
Gospel Tabernacle church by it's chuckling

Shown you love, even bought you a Montclair sweater
So it made me get that green
All by my means
Ain't chasing no bitches
Too much money, you chasing me

in with my gun, ayy
I'm a sin with my gun and
Say amen with my gun

I'm goin' too crazy
Pistol on my hip, that's my new baby
This money in my pocket,

Leon McDuff

The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

Plain Dirt Fashion/Partners Brothers and Friends

2004

Now on this table I will lay, this gun â??Exhibit Aâ?? with two sets of fingerprints as you can see
But other hands were here unperceived by eye or ear

One Day at a Time [Em's Version]

2Pac

Tupac: Resurrection [Clean]

2003

too just late, there's so much we can take
And there's only so much someone can swallow and tolerate
Up to the point that he just breaks, snaps

much gun smoke
And see the stars shine
We living-living on dreams but is they
Coming true? What I'm gonna do
Make a million and pull a stunt or two

stop, no way, no slow-mo
Gotta feed the team and my kin folk
Think of all the stress
That I've been through
Way too much fuckin problems
Way too much

A Dying Business

Chad Mitchell

The Best of the Chad Mitchell Trio: The Mercury Years

1998

Balenciaga, I supplied that too.
(He sold the widow widow's weeds too).
I held the first funereal raffle, though I don't much like to boast
And I gave away

Nigga be rappin' cappin' (cappin')
I thought you was rich, what happened? (what happened?)
More sticks in the trap, no lackin'
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