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Artist:Killah Priest  Album:Elizabeth 

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(Killah Priest) Killers with assault rifles, street occult rivals One clique called "The Hogs", other's called "Disciples" Animosity flavour the air, tasted raw beef Seasoned with wrong reason, the heat will flare He let it cook for 380 degrees, 9mm will squeeze Those with no jewels found their nose in the soup They handling cheese, full of holes That's what they do to rat's tails in the trap Pulling hammers, some get nailed with the pack in jail They meet the cat, squeeze ya gat - (Hook) Yeah, he's dead, two to the head The street's not fair, no love loss, no last here Bring me back some dutches And the 40's & beer soon as shorty appear - (Killah Priest) You see cat name "Big Shoe", kept a nine off the safety while watching the news, about these two dudes he knew Black and Scott, damn they got knocked By this undercover cop, yeah I remember it now Scott told me how it was gon' go down Said he knew the bitch was a cop, had the nine in a box But after they plot, they gon' have that bitch popped His girl said he was stupid Told her if she ever left him he would lose it A rough knock at the door He got in the position as he was

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