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Down '71 (Original Version)

アーティスト：Bone Thugs-N-Harmony  作詞：HENDERSON ANTHONY/HOWSE STEVEN/MC CANE BRYON/MIDDLETON TIM  作曲：HENDERSON ANTHONY/HOWSE STEVEN/MC CANE BRYON/MIDDLETON TIM 

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It's fuckin' late and I'm tired... works prolly slackin, so be that anyone notice a flaw(s) feel free to let me know. Btw: Kray's voice when he enters is I'll beyond words; check it. (Flesh:) Down '71, to get away me gots to run-run. (Kick it.) (x3) (Bizzy:) Hit, get 'em up: nigga's on the run, runnin' side by side with' #1. When drop me gauge, and when the po-po chase and they catch me barehanded, I'm done. Rip's grippin' the six-shot pump, so spill it. Gotta let a me lead off. Copper thought that he had me caught: Little Layzie blew his head off. Get 'em on the get up. The bullets-they start to get lit up. #1 best at duckin', with' the gun already buckin'. We split up. Bust a left on the double-glock and, the fiends roll up for rocks, and is, this perfect getaway from the pigs when I peel, and I hit the fences. Rippin' up me trench and, I'm bailin' while they trailin'. Better in hell than in a cell, and ain't no tellin' where them coppers dwellin'. One he spotted me, picked up them piece and shot at me, but I practice what I preach: proceeded them slugs up in his body. Got him! Run with' smoke comin' from the barrel of me gun. Hit the bend. Oh, what a dumb-dumb, I got yum-yummed on the dead end. They set in, and lead in. They wanted me off in a coffin. Cops from everywhere was yellin' and wailin'. I went unconscious from the stompin'. Takin' a loss, and wakin' up in that coffin. And without no stallin', cell I was tossed in to be arraigned at dawn and, me lookin' in the eyes of a judge. He had already bit the thug-straight to the cell with no parole in the hole, where I won't budge. Sent me to death row, watchin' the time by fly past, but Rip'll be sittin' mindless, never spineless, in silence, hopin' I die fast, but chill. Neva did sleepa. Gotta get away, put that on a me reefer. Somehow must beat ya, so peep out the creep or the reaper will meet ya. (Layzie:) Back on the mission, flipped the script, better check what the wind just blew in. Think again. It's a preacher with' a grin on a mission for revenge with' a MAC-10, and Rip had to empty out the clip, had to pump them slugs up in to them cops, made 'em drop. Gat went pop-pop! Goin' out with my soldier on the double-glock, back from Hell; ready to bail, time to hit the trail, 'cause they wanted my nigga fried. Holdin' the Bible with' the grenade on the inside. The squad, gettin' ready for the rumble, heard them mumbles, pull me gun and laughter. 12-guage eruptions;



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