straight, this was just a chance you had to take. Did I even cross your mind? This'll be the last time you cross mine. We were slick as thieves. Just like a
, this was just a chance you had to take. Did I even cross your mind? This'll be the last time you cross mine. We were slick as thieves. Just like a thief
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stash, house was at Some niggas tried to run a jook with things in they palm Not a problem so immediately reach for the john Right away the gun BUST! straight lifted a
Like female porno star's panties and bras Pop Dukes, old school, straight "son"ning y'all With new school lyrical tools leavin you stuck without a gun
a spit a flow as if it was a sin, then the gangstas are restin forever See a solid 4, then I'm a put it on the fin Then you know to never test, it'll
knowing that a prisoner had held the key Of a co-defendant, he was so far from free Detectives search into a distant past Of a young gun who made the
a show you easily for me to take mines Pass my nickel plated nine, call me Einstein Buck a shot two times and stick you for your rhyme Put you in a pine
to my conscious Stop all the nonsense, he don't want war The bullets outta Wal-Mart in PA gun stores A few more months coming, brand new gun law Guantanamo
weed now I get high off my pen Grandma?s alcoholic she might die off the gin Devil smirks I grab a gun and blow off his grin I spend my days inhaling
m going on a voyage, to rock the globe As I rome, I return, after a long journey home From nation to destination, it ain't a vacation So let me bust a
down never falling down down down ever falling down last night i took a field trip kind of bent, hopped a fence cut across a pate by a lake down by the
man I fear no man there's no chance Just be ready for that last slow dance Many come many run many gun But there's no warrant to city run Under the city son
York City's where it's from - it's called a smart bomb Chorus And I can hear yo' mama sayin' now, "You in a heap o' trouble son Now just look what you
out like play-doh They put my name, stature in limbo then it all pops like a sawed of gage (oh!) Shoot the place, nobody is givin a fuck Street teams
[Nicki Minaj] I remember standing in the mirror Searching for a winner but I didn't see it in her Now I've gone from a zero to a super-hero-oh-oh woah
disguised as vagrants Not knowing that a prisoner had held the key Of a co-defendant he was so far from free Detectives search into a distant past Of a young gun
want to touch us I'ma spit a flow as if it was a sin Then the gangsters are resting forever See a solid four, then I'm a put it on the fin Then you know
