to sell Join the 10%, duty to sell the eighty-five You got part of your salary when this old God arrives I'll be gone, jetti, I nix comedy spook John ?
(feat. Chamillionaire, Paul Wall, Cory Mo & Trae) [Obama's speech:] John McCain stands alone in his stuburn refusal to end the misguided war (Unexpected
court stenography, you better watch me, I take beef personally to your villa steps like Versace More Colt 45's than Billy Dee, collecting disability I'll shoot
notes like court stenography, you better watch me, I take beef personally to your villa steps like Versace More Colt 45's than Billy Dee, collecting disability I'll shoot
Stock Market on Black Monday. 1988-SAS gunmen gun down IRA unit in Gibraltar. Mitterand returns as French President. US war ships shoot down as Iranian
war But also expect the God of Heaven to one day tally up the score who you playing for, does your coach know the game are you shooting with a ball that
and murdered and maimed to it What's your name? [Swifty McVay] Judas Got my nine with six sharpshooters, now let's do this I got niggaz that shoots to
heard him! [Kon Artis:] He asked for your autograph! [Swifty McVay] A mass murderer pack burners to blast further then you can get My shit be shooting
now everybody's me Now everybody's me [x4] I had to put an end to war Didn't make much sense to shoot at myself No more Christians, Jews, Muslims or
Casualties of War! Casualties of war; as I approach the barricade Where's the enemy? Who do I invade? Bullets of Teflon, bulletproof vest rip Tear ya
m just tryin to get mine, on the grind Psycho Club, know what I'm talkin about? [Verse 1] As I go in a rage Shoot inside the crowd, make em scatter
of my soul and a voice called out "Shoot!" To save my steeple, I visited people; for this I'd gone when I met Little John. His name came, I understood
in sight, do not try to apprehend him alone He is armed and dangerous, I repeat He is armed and dangerous [Chorus: Hell Razah] Brooklyn'll shoot a cop
no independent casket for this rap shit [Ruck] Behold the pale horse, I see death in your future Wit thoughts connect, it's best to step 'fore I shoot
ball Word on the streets, niggaz ready to put you on the wall You just a leg shooter, you aim your gun low I shoot my tek high I keep a Hi-Tek like the
shooters gonna spark after sundown It's The Posse Shoot em up Shoot em up It's The Posse Shoot em up Shoot em up Down with The Posse Shoot em up Shoot
Floys is here Bang, bang, shoot 'em up, cowboys is near Stampedin anythin in our way, we'll attract war If your smart you'll slide over like handicap
life Hater, it's murda What the fuck you gonna do? Murder I-N-C We gangstas y'all playas Now we took your shit When we start for war {Tah Murdah} Yo
