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Don't say sticks and stones |
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They might break your bones |
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But the nine millimeter, it'll bore your dome |
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I'm talkin about the toe-taggin |
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Huh, the body-baggin |
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Man, niggas are dyin, huh, mommas are cryin, casket buyin |
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Who, me dyin, leave my family cryin? |
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Hell no, I cause, um, bloodbaths and showers |
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Send me commissary, motherfuck them flowers |
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Thoughts of slaughter, of leaving my daughters |
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Hours and hours of fears running through my mind |
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As I pick up the Zig 9 |
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Beef starts with the shove and ends with the shovel |
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And niggas standing on your corner reminiscing of you |
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But your ass is out and you're dead and gone |
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So who'd you rather be? |
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The murdered, or the murderer? |
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Niggas got me stressed - I got my Tek and my vest |
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And I sing who Jah bless, let no man curse |
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Or one of us will leave here tonight in a hearse |
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For we'll be tried by 12 |
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And fertilizing daisies |
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Crying mommas and cousins and crying babies |
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Due to the fact that death is a must |
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Ashes to ashes and dust to dust |
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Niggas getting bust |
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For in God we trust |
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So if you're comin to my town and try to slow the dough down |
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You must be casket-bound |
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Cause I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6 |
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Nigga |
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I sign my name on the book at your funeral |
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The Zig's on my hip with an extra clip |
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La-di-da-di |
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Saturday night and we like to party |
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The punks are fucking around so we might catch a body |
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Early Sunday morning, don't really wanna hurt nobody |
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So what they tryin to get? |
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I already got it |
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Chump motherfuckers just a-schemin on my shit |
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But little do they know I got the Zig on my hip with an extra clip |
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And I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6 |
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Aw shit - murder commit |
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And there goes another statistic runnin' through ballistic |
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The witness say I'm wicked |
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But that's how I kick it |
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Cause I'll be the bastard who blasts and didn't get blasted |
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Boy kiss dem casket |
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I cut your wig back kid |
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Sucker, look who died |
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Body will be identified |
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Momma and poppa will cry, bitch-ass man says he'll testify |
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To see me tried, but here's I slide |
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Upon the same corner that you did |
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And I'm still facing a bid |
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I sign my name at the book at your funeral |
