Oh you murder? i accidentally kill
Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill
Graveyards filling up with street blood
What, what ... project shit what
But,my raps scar and kill,
Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill
Is a space that now you hold
Thats spits lyrics so cold
You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and
Black on black lock n load blood for blood
Before you turn too cold
I mean of course just the same old
When there was a flood they really just have cold blood, their heartless
Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
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