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Ashes to ashes

by MC Breed

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Ashes to ashes Ashes to ash Dust to dust Dust to dust Love and lust Love and lust Guns gone bust Guns gone bust Ain't no love hurt Ain't no love hurt No love lost No love lost Ashes to ashes Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Dust to dust Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Love and lust, guns bust no one's above us If it's a must, I'd live my life without trust So be it, nobody gives a fuck about us but us I can see it big, problems and crits die If that's your steeze, I ain't got the cheese That's why a child be sippin' no E's Smokin' L's by the bells, nigga Buddha prevails Shoulda knew we niggas ain't got weed that smoke the tails I ain't ballin', I'm poor, but I'm out to get more SC400, like some homos Fuck the po-pos, get next to them hoes And be legit, roll with it, click the stick But I'm just dreamin' till I get this shit Schemes ain't magnificent, but in the default That's my love, in this game I see stuff One and Mack, my truck From goin' through with dyin I handle the dyin's in the gang You make a mess, we'll try to test it Criminally insane, I've been tested, invested Quit the rest, arrest the ghosts You best oppose, I let go of my foes They get open so they can close Ashes to ashes Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Dust to dust Love and lust Love and lust Guns gon' bust Guns gon' bust Ain't no love No love No love lost No love lost Ashes to ashes Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Dust to dust Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Love and lust, guns bust No one's above us And since I'm us, I live my life without trust So be it, nobody gives a fuck about us But us, I can see it, they gettin' minimized But I maximize, king size, I let you know to analyze Before you get caught up in some cops that leave their knots Which come in strangulation and plots, but what you got Cause if I need it, then right, I'm takin' it, man, I need lots Cause I can see it, and so it's clearer No longer is it foggy in the mirror Never have a fear of interference In the money-making process And the worst way, reverse the paper What's up under that dress But I feel his stress in these streets So you must hope he Quick to react, counterattack, and swoop a nigga off his feet What seems to be ain't always what it is Cause niggas is phony, and now they act like scrubs Gold-plated thugs, they pay these drugs, it's the answer But who's gonna run to your defense when the dirty dance up Out the cage with the semi-auto tragedy breaker Earrings get demolished when I polish my finger But I squeeze, please, I need room to breathe These enemies ain't got enough tricks up they sleeve Like Alexis Lantis, all cages in order I'm bout to bring the fuckin' slaughter to they chest Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, love and lust, cats gon' bust Ain't no love, no love lost Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, yeah Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Love and lust, guns bust, no one's above us If it's a must, I live my life without trust So be it, nobody gives a fuck about us But us, I can see us smokin' trees Provokin' D's, but hoes rollin' in threes Though my team stay deep with cream It still seems that I'm dreamin' of beams The infrared all the way in my bread Bloodshed's the only way he stays dead Comin' again, a bunch of you motherfuckers bringin' the ruckus Three strikes for three stripes, stuck with the others The haters love us, wantin' us to be confined In solitary environments, jealous cause we grind Throwin' straws, ain't mine, flip scripts with old Vitality You pick my salary, forget it, you didn't endow To be the reincarnation of a lost soul I'm off the booze, high as stow, now I gotta get more Resort to Ya-Yo, pretend to lay low, but really flossin Ain't thinkin' well I gotta pay a whole, knowin' it's costin The boss, when the cleric present, danger is near I'm the stranger creepin' out from the rear But fuck about it, fuck about it here

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