all I need is one blunt, one page, and one pen one prayer tell God forgive me for one sin matter fact maybe more than one, look back at all the hatred against me, fuck alla them jesus died at age 33, there's thirty-three shots from twin glocks there's sixteen apiece, that's thirty-two which means, one of my guns was holdin 17 twenty-seven hit your crew, six went into you everybody gotta die sometime; hope your funeral never gets shot up, bullets tear through the innocent nothin is fair, niggaz roll up, shootin from wheelchairs my heart is racin, tastin revenge in the air i let the shit slide for too many years, too many times now I'm strapped with a couple of macs, too many nines if y'all niggaz really wit me get busy load up the semis oo more than just hold it explode the clip until you empty there's nothin in our way they bust, we bust, they rust, we rust led flyin, feel it? i feel it in my gut THAT WE TAKE THESE BITCHES TO WAR, LIE 'EM DOWN CAUSE WE STRONGER NOW MY NIGGA THE TIME......
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