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I don't know why |
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We load it, cock it, aim and shoot |
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We load it, cock it, aim and shoot |
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Living like we bulletproof |
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We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang |
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I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot |
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Oh, we load it, cock it, aim and shoot |
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Some will die over oil, kill over land |
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Charge you for taxes and blame |
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Uncle SamRead you your rights and charge you for nothing |
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Now who's really gangsta and tell me who's fronting? |
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Murder your sons, ravage your daughters |
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Here, overseas, and across those borders |
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Tanks and missiles, bombs and grenades |
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Inject your land with guns and |
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AIDSYou better pray to the most high or whoever you praise' |
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Cause politicians can't help you, they're just puppets and slaves |
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Trying to get paid and you are too |
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What you gonna do when the gun is pointed at you?(Like bank robbers) |
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Living like we bulletproof |
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We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang |
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We load it, cock it, aim and shoot |
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We load it, cock it, aim and shoot(We gonna die) |
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Well, I say we're living like we bulletproof |
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We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang |
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I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot |
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Oh, we load it, cock it, aim and shoot(Hey world) |
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Get you a paper, turn on the news |
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Ride through the hood, eyewitness the blues |
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How can you ignore it? |
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It's easy to spot it |
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A trap house, a liquor store, and your city's got it |
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And my city's got it and their city's got it |
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This world is chaotic and love is symbolic |
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So life don't get cherished so our babies perish |
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And your babies perish, now tell me who's careless? |
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Now who should |
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I pray to and what should |
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I pray for? |
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You can't pay the preacher for your redemption |
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I know where we're headed, |
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I already read it |
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The good book done said it, like cowboys and |
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IndiansWe just living like we bulletproof |
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We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang |
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We load it, cock it, aim and shoot |
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We load it, cock it, aim and shoot(We gonna die) |
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Yeah, we living like we bulletproof |
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We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang |
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I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot |
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We load it, cock it, aim and shoot(We gonna die in there) |
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Luda, they say tomorrow's not promised today, but today |
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I promiseIf we don't make our own way, somebody'll take it from us |
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Snatch it like rats to cheese, so |
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Lord, help me please' |
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Cause I rather die on my feet than to live on my knees |
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Living like |
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I'm bulletproof, cocking the glock and aim and shoot |
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My future's ever clear, a 180 proof |
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So I open the bottle, then swallow my pride and drink the pain away |
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I take shots and just lay up, then fade away |
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Dreaming of better days, dreaming of better pay |
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But we got our work cut out for us so we better pray |
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Pray to uphold the weak, not for eternal sleep |
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But if I die |
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I pray, the |
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Lord, my soul to keep |
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Living like we bulletproof |
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We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang |
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We load it, cock it, aim and shoot |
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We load it, cock it, aim and shoot |
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We living like we bulletproof |
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We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang |
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I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot |
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Oh, we load it, cock it, aim and shoot |
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Living like we bulletproof |
