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Ain't no where to run, ain't no where to hide |
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Cause we makin' death threat phone call, plenty killas right outside |
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Waitin' for you to make a move, waitin' for you to make a move |
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When I get my hands on you ain't no tellin' what I'll do |
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Train those kids from homeless schools |
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Chopped up bodies in the tube |
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Burnin' in the back yard. Use the blood to fill my pool |
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Fill it up with nothin' left |
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Tape record the face of death |
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Evil forces in my mind tellin' me to kill myself |
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[Lord Infamous] |
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I shall fulfill your every desire |
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Tied up to my bed made off hot barbed wire |
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Take the stash to the (..?..) of your living room |
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Black magic wicked Voodoo |
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Turn the furnace high run outside |
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Tonight, tonight your fire |
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They close to the [?] and the multi [?] |
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Eternal miss a [?] when they bake the [?] |
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**** the punishments, hearts of unholiness |
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[Koopsta Knicca] |
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Takin' to be crazy bang. That blood be red, red |
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Three 6 won't you tell me if you feel me? |
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Teat that poppin' and droppin' inside the mon |
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C'mon everybody sing a song cause he's gone |
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Bow down Koopsta holdin' that gun, Koopsta holdin' that gun |
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Buck'em down only one |
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But he looked me in my eyes, but i cant help it |
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So make me out to kill a bitch before he help a bitch |
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[DJ Paul] |
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Murda, Murda my intention. Came a new dimension |
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Neitha' do I mention. The drugs we fill in your system |
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We sticked'em with needles and feet the feat is beat us if you dare to |
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Sicker than fevers, meat clevers, leave us to the bed roof |
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Don't answer the phone it might be the one that you been dodgin' fool |
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Don't answer the phone it might be the one thats at the window crew |
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Just cut off the ring and let me make a way to your soul |
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Behind the T.V. in the corner with your eyes close |
