I don't think it is there fault they are all mislead, i evoke fear in there hearts
Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants
My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow
These rappers tappin out but i'm not lettin go
The holy war, the spiritual troops
I go to war, old timbs, battered boots
Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves
Their government needs to stop spending money on weapons and troops//
Snitches here don't got no heart
Go hard or out my yard
Everyday some kids go out and fight war/
There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for
Life's about decisions man
I'm gonna go out with a bang
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