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(chorus:) 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 no one here's gonna get to go to heaven no one here's gonna get to go to heaven no one here's gonna get to go to heaven the first one to speak, be the first one to leave, get your loved ones gagged and bound in bed sheets. six deep, full heap, best be quick on the draw, you's a snitch, you's a bitch, you get left where you are. i roll with killa's who got strikes, dealers who catch cases, Skinheads and Mohicans, tattoos on their faces. bring it 'til you're dead, bass it, get to bumping your gun, all these cowards talk shit, all these cowards gonna run. i'm not one, not my cards, not the hand i was dealt, it all goes down, you only go for yourself. not me, i can't call it, i'd die for the team, smoking sacks in the shack, getting high with the team. let it fly with the beam, infra-red on your head, every last muthafucka wanna leave me for dead. can't be happy that i'm living, you pray that i fall, but i'm a dead man walking, i ain't living at all! (chorus) all the time that you hate, it's time that you waste, wake up soaking wet with a 9 to your face. in any case, hit the brakes, you're doing too much, my heart's blacker than the clip in the grip that i clutch. who wants what? it goes down, right here in your town, i swear to god i'm not laughing, with a permanent frown. don't make a sound, i spit rounds, leave your dick in the


投稿者: PetitLyrics
プチリリ再生回数:3





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