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Artist:Crucial Conflict  Album:Final Tic  Writer:HARRIS TERRELL A/JOHNSON COREY J/KING MARRICO D/NEVER  Composer:HARRIS TERRELL A/JOHNSON COREY J/KING MARRICO D/NEVER 

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(Threats, fighting, and drum loops in background) (Chorus) Niggas laying down on the ground, it's a showdown. Don't you come around trying to clown, it's a showdown. Niggas laying down on the ground, it's a showdown. Don't you come around trying to clown, it's a showdown. Listen up all you damned dare varmints it's finna be a showdown. Better flee the scene that's on the real, better keep that head down. Pick a bigger strap, better come equip and don't trip cause I'm bout to let it loose. Pullin' out a pocket knife will get you snyped and you know niggas is gonna have to shoot. Could it be that I had the loot in a mood for bustin' chickens nigga thought he had him a sweet vic but he had him a schizophrenic. Better have that itchy for the homicide aint no love, I'ma let it ride now it's gonna be a showdown. On the lowdown, better stay inside trippin' cause a nigga gonna die if Billy Joe didn't tell that lie he would still be in the barn. Instead, he got buckshots in his right side. Ms. Hay she cooked as punkin pie. Gettin' high in the fuckin' barn the showdown it was all good, and I came home with that smokey gun. (Chorus) Wait a minute, hold up now, who want confrontation. Punk ass nigga, you run with a clique, ha, I ride with a nation. And I'm bustin', not to mention I'm cappin' every nigga on your deck, so don't sleep to make you stifle. Got a rifle with a scope, you can't cope when the Conflict's on the creep. You came to closed to the style partner can't fuck with the rodeo. Here we go, wild westside, gitty up, move em out, head for the hills I'ma let it ride. The trick didn't know about the gangbang boogie 'til it fell on the floor wit a ass full of lead. No need for calling out your momma name now son-of-a-bitch you dead. On your mark, get ready, set trip, I'm comin' wit a nine millimeter motherfucker block bam, my shit never jam. Like a hoe you fold when I stuck you snipin off a building gangbangin' is an everyday thing.


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