breathe in. kindle the fire. a new plague now living so deep inside. this pharaoh's found in the mirrors on our walls. war. the addicts scream war yet
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breathe in. kindle the fire. a new plague now living so deep inside. this pharaoh?s found in the mirrors on our walls. war. the addicts scream war yet
Ever happened to me, ever happened to me Why did I pull the trigger Pull the trigger, pull the trigger, boom And end a nigga, end a niggas life so soon When me pull the trigger, pull the trigger
regroup, can't recoup I'll be damned if you get more points than me Sell more joints than me Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, choke on
up stick up and a pick up pick up Telling lies and telling lies will put your face on fire Run and tell your friends to never dream, never win Ghettos
, I'm getting my lean on Hard to miss my target when I done click the beam on I'm not the one to scheme on you, p-ssy n-ggas dream on I give the work,
ride on 'em! - Then they ride on 'em! Get the line on 'em and squeeze the .9 on 'em! Head shot, .40-Glock blow his mind on him They say ain't not a jooks
Fall) Or you'll end up like the others Die (Die) Die again (Die) Drenched in sin (Sin) With no respect for another Down (Down) Feel the fire (Fire)
the Chop Shop Garage As I rung the bell someone tapped me on my back I turned around to look it was a rookie in a mask He said, "I got a itchin' on my trigger
push lead through that nigga's flesh Ain't no hope when every nigga wants to be the nine-milla On the trigger, the black nigga killa We be the mighty
'm never actin' like a nice dude We got them what? Them ganksta attitudes. Nigga (Series of gunshots) Unit two requesting four additional units for shots fired (fired, fired
war has begun. We gettin' ready to fight, and if you ain't ready to die then don't be comin' outside. Spittin' fire, fire, baby, with plenty ammunition
Let's just stare at each other a while No one can figure your trigger, that's what you say How about you give me a try? Like an aphrodisiac, I can bring the fire
in ice. I've waited for a long time. Yeah the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger, I reason with my cigarette, And say your hair's on fire
stupid but the truth is that it's Cupid Baby, loving you has made me this way So before you point your finger Get your hand off of my trigger, oh yeah
