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It's a motherfuckin' homicide, just deserts |
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A shotgun pointed right where it hurts |
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From the inside, the ones you can trust |
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You got connected to a serious bust |
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You thought you were a hustler, a boy that was rude |
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But now you're in the dirt, can of underground wormfood |
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Stupid motherfucker, you thought you would last |
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Well took the wrong path, now your name is in the past |
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Another fuckin' lowlife connected to the first |
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A crooked cop on the take, nothing could be worse |
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Twenty one gun salute, the widow lays the wreath |
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The whole police department covered up he was a thief |
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Yeah the city's finest, caught in deepest shit |
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Never thought the day would come, bang, a fuckin' hit |
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You call yourself the finest in the city, huh ! |
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For scum like you, |
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I have no fucking pity |
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Pushing and scamming, distribute all your poison |
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You call yourself a man, well you're nothing but a boy son |
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A real man works hard, starves to climb the ropes |
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Not killing for money, on the corner selling dope |
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Money isn't everything, |
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I guess it was to you |
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Did you control your own life or greed controlled you |
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For the lives that you destroyed, so morally depraved |
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For the people you left grieving, |
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I spit on your grave |
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Chorus: So it seems, this is the system, and |
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I'm sorry to say |
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Dealers pay the cops to turn and look the other way |
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On both sides of the law, justice has been done |
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Not by a judge and jury but by the trigger of a gun |
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Lead Everybody scratches and tries to get ahead |
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You took the easy way, it is easy being dead |
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The chamber spins three, grab the trigger then you pull it |
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The game is called roulette and you just won the bullet |
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Chorus 2x |
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The chamber spins three... |
