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Now the funeral is over and all the tears are dried up |
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*******s hangin deep on the cut gettin fired up |
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Lookin for the ******* who pulled his pistol on my homie |
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An eye for an eye, so now your life is what you owe me |
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Look deep into the eyes of your mutha******* killer |
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I want you to witness your mutha******* murder, ******* |
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And since you wants to kill, then your ass has got to fry |
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But ain't no police, therefore your ass has gots to die |
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We play the game for keeps and if you slept i guess you sleep |
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You sho nuff ******* and now your ass is six feet deep |
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Cause where i come from, yo, everybody's got a gat |
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And *******s try your ass just to see where you got your heart at |
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And if your *******t is flimsy, then your ass is gonna bend |
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And like i said before there'll be no tears in the end |
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I'm rollin through your hood, now my heart is filled with anger |
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You at your sister's house and now your sister's life in danger |
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(by a total stranger) with the ?kanga? |
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*******s wanna bang ya and hang ya |
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Sting ya with one up in the chamber |
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Let's take a trip up holloway |
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So you can see how many *******s in my hood is down to die today |
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We standin up for our own *******t |
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And if you outside the click, then you die, ******* |
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It ain't no love in this mutha*******a |
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It ain't no love for yourself or your other brother |
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Because we real with this *******t, so we stay true |
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And since we bang, we do what o.g.'s say do |
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I've got the mind of the man in the mirror |
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So i'm lookin at me vaguely |
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But i can't seem to fade me |
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I've got my pistol pon ******* |
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Ready to lick shots non-stop |
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Until i see your monkey-ass drop |
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And let your homies know who done it |
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Cause when it comes to this gangsta *******t |
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You mutha*******as know who run it |
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So when you put this mutha*******a to the test |
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You gotta realize somethin, *******: (you ******* with the very best) |
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I've got this killer up inside of me |
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I can't talk to my mother, so i talk to my diary |
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I'm goin off on the deep end |
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I find myself face to face with myself while i'm sleepin |
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I see your picture in my head and my hand shake |
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You can run, you can hide, but there's no escape |
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My inner feelings show no mercy on my enemy |
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I got to get this mutha*******a before he gets to me |
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So in your own blood you'll bathe |
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And i won't stop until i put this mutha*******a in his ******* grave |
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And i can say this once again |
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You can cry but you'll still die, there'll be no tears in the end |