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(feat. Hussein Fatal) (Intro Hussein Fatal) And what ever it is then that's what is gonna be nigga Hussein Fatal, the outlaw don, Blood In My Eyes Shyea
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Fall down people Stand tall fearful Lay down thousands Right to the end Find her amongst them Head down unnoticed Hands cold and broken Passengers leave
Goodbye my friend, goodbye.. My love, you're in my heart.. It was preordained that we should part, And be united by and by, united by and by.. Goodbye
Her Heaven's a lie to those who threw away the key Her God is alive and well when the higher believes And you can't bend the river of her dreams Or
If you say, that you don't want me That's okay, I'm gonna get ya anyway If you think, you can avoid me That's alright, 'cos I don't mind a little fight
Welcome to my country Welcome to my home You could stay forever You won't leave it alone Welcome to the bush Take what you may need When shove comes
In my place, in my place Were lines that I couldn't change I was lost, oh yeah I was lost, I was lost Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed I was lost
I started small time, dope game, pushin' on the corner Twenty cent cook up, fifty flippers if you want 'em Full of formaldehyde, my clothes wreakin' marijuana
Verse 1: [dmg] You wonder why, I hang with these thugs Whut, I'm from the hood Nigga, I gives a fuck (I gives a fuck) It's in my blood Since I was little
Can't believe what you've done to me You got me feeling like a cloud in a stormy weather Obviously it is hard to see That the sun will never shine when
I don't wanna be ignored, oh God When I'm a gun in a fist fight You're chewing with an open mouth, raw meat Your blood drool attracts the flies I give
When people say it's sad You know it can't be bad And on any other day I'd be soul destroyed But now I can't afford to listen to a word they say And of
I can hear it all over town That you've been talking smack Send a message to your mommy, baby 'Cause you ain't coming back Don't try to run. Don't you
Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Are you fully trusting in His grace this hour? Are you washed
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