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Huah (feat. Jae Cross)
by Urban Massacre
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Dillon Thompson Productions
Loof, loof, loof, right
Boots by the table, chop on the mattress
Clip on the dresser, conscious in the casket
100 in the snail drum, fully automatic
With my back against the wall, but I swear to never panic
Never show fear, I'm the motherfucking captain
Last off the battlefield, first to get it cracking
Catch me on the front line, middle of the action
Cause I'm caught up in a block, well then this shit is getting drastic
They say pressure make a diamond
But how much dirt must you push inside to find it
Waiting to attack, plotting on a perfect timing
With the wind in my face and the sun right behind me
They saying death around the corner
But I'm close to the edge, just tell them I'm looking for him
My daddy just opened his eyes, he's still yawning
I'm loading up the K-0-4 in the morning
How I wonder, do she love me
How I wonder, do she think of me
As I march, as I march
All day, all day
As I run, as I run
All night to the end of the run
You in the crib watching TV rolling blunts
And I ain't seen home in months
What make it worse, I don't know if I'ma make it
Got me falling to my knees in the sand praying
Lord, please protect my life from those who wish to take it
And let me make it home safe so I can see my baby
Only God knows I don't wanna die
But I am prepared to shed blood over mine
Light another cigarette, feeling like I'm high
Hop up in the Hummer 6 deep down the ride
To the end or rather the other side
Cause I'd rather have your mother cry than have my mother cry
My girl tripping
Yo, what's happening
Yo, stay the fuck around before I shoot you on accident
Yeah, it's that reel in the battlefield
Lose your mind, no, let me lose your mind
How I wonder, do she love me
How I wonder, do she think of me
As I march, as I march
All day, all day
As I run, as I run
All night to the end of the run
Roll, roll, roll
Roll, roll, roll
Roll, roll, roll
To the end of the run
You, you, you, you
You, you, you
You, you, you, you
You, you, you, you
You, you, you
You, you, you
Dillon Thompson Productions
Loof, loof, loof, right
Boots by the table, chop on the mattress
Clip on the dresser, conscious in the casket
100 in the snail drum, fully automatic
With my back against the wall, but I swear to never panic
Never show fear, I'm the motherfucking captain
Last off the battlefield, first to get it cracking
Catch me on the front line, middle of the action
Cause I'm caught up in a block, well then this shit is getting drastic
They say pressure make a diamond
But how much dirt must you push inside to find it
Waiting to attack, plotting on a perfect timing
With the wind in my face and the sun right behind me
They saying death around the corner
But I'm close to the edge, just tell them I'm looking for him
My daddy just opened his eyes, he's still yawning
I'm loading up the K-0-4 in the morning
How I wonder, do she love me
How I wonder, do she think of me
As I march, as I march
All day, all day
As I run, as I run
All night to the end of the run
You in the crib watching TV rolling blunts
And I ain't seen home in months
What make it worse, I don't know if I'ma make it
Got me falling to my knees in the sand praying
Lord, please protect my life from those who wish to take it
And let me make it home safe so I can see my baby
Only God knows I don't wanna die
But I am prepared to shed blood over mine
Light another cigarette, feeling like I'm high
Hop up in the Hummer 6 deep down the ride
To the end or rather the other side
Cause I'd rather have your mother cry than have my mother cry
My girl tripping
Yo, what's happening
Yo, stay the fuck around before I shoot you on accident
Yeah, it's that reel in the battlefield
Lose your mind, no, let me lose your mind
How I wonder, do she love me
How I wonder, do she think of me
As I march, as I march
All day, all day
As I run, as I run
All night to the end of the run
Roll, roll, roll
Roll, roll, roll
Roll, roll, roll
To the end of the run
You, you, you, you
You, you, you
You, you, you, you
You, you, you, you
You, you, you
You, you, you