this. Stay away, cos I might explode, I'm a dog without its bone. Gotta get out and have some fun, cos when I'm bored I'm like a kid with a gun. Two
my ass off, smelling like feet, butt and breast In the mean time in between time I be mobbin' (mobbin') Backing and dodging Batman and Robin (Robin) Live up my life in the fast
should I do? The Booze and pills will heal and love you. I'm fast asleep just kissed and killed a stranger Sweet Kerosene, I'm paralyzed, this loaded gun
came to get What!? We came to get what We came to get... Go on didn't take too long For you to break your compromise Like that you know it happened so fast
and public embarrass me They use brutality without asking me I'm mad cause I was caught and reached for his license Cops pulls the gun [*fires*] and
that's my boo Mom, Duke and Lou From jump You kept it true, helped to feed the crew The good die young Livin' fast jumpin' the gun Mama blamin' the community
'm gonna buy me a gun Then what's next? Food and Sex, house parties in the projects We goin' all night Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? I'm gonna buy me a gun
ring from the plasted guy wrapped in plastic, bury tha bastard, time to notify, his family...shiet.. ain't nothin left to be identify, evacuate the crime scene fast
his punk ass now I gotta murder case you speak a' Heaven punk, I never heard of tha place what is it ta come up fast, got a Uz and a black mask drop tha
again Now I'm in the back of the paddy wagon While this cops bragging about the nigga he's jackin I see no justice All I see is niggas dying fast The sound of a gun
turn the gun controller Started from a punk now to be a high roller Youngest, reckless, crazy, disaster Mac-11 blaster, and I run faster Than a lot of
blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke [repeat] Against all odds [Twenty-one gun salute] One love to my true thug niggas (Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw!) Twenty-one gun
dope fiends Not a drug dealer but I watched them closely Until they noticed me I got the feds wondering who broke the law Fuck too inhibited for gun
think my own self stupid Cause I stay shootin' at marks, Get twisted up in police reports. Since the cradle, I've been ungreatful. My first toy was a gun
dropped Win or lose Red or blue We must all stay true Play the game nigga Never let the game play you And for the fame Niggas change fast That
bris and they nuts cut off Fuck 'em all what I scream as I dream in tongues Fuck a trick, get me rich and the bitches'll come Bust my gun, make 'em all
-Tical from Staten Isle Will be back after this mess-age don't touch tha dial Rarely do you see an MC out for justice Got my gun powder and my musket
