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A Call For Arms Other

you cherish. This is for the sweatshop stores, and all you fucking federal whores, I'll stand up and say no more, I'll never fight your fucking wars. This is for

, this is a call for arms, arms! This is a call for arms, arms! This is a call for arms, arms! This is a call for arms. This. Is A. Call. For. Arms

Whenever you'll have a fright in my arms that's where you'll hide I'll be there for you if you need a shed of cry I'll call you every night Ever time

Yukon You predicates ex-cons, rip arms, bettin' chips Puff medicine play my gangsta beats Tunnel bangers, Flex, Clue tapes bang in the streets I'm just a

the ism Or the rhythm like mine, I come a long way runnin Escapin Babylon and havin on a gun in One hand, the scriptures The other hieroglyphic pictures

side it`s me and you forever, babe, i need you in my life we were created to find each other our fate written down for us to love forever our hands

s hard to beat Till the other side retreats Under six feet beneath C'mon Verse Two: Mark Curry I told u that is a saw I wore I'm a kill When the rebel

thing I got your picture hangin' on the wall It can't see or come to me when I call your name I realize it's just a picture in a frame I read your letters

I saw you with your man, a smile on your face, huh, A coach bag in your hand I was laying in the coupe with my hat turned back We caught eyes for a