The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf
The mighty god, lord, christ, allah, or just yourself.
A samurai with a camera, i'm a warrior with vision
The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son
Gun crime that's run by the
You made me wanna
Flow to my heart, hit the flo' when im dying
Mark my words, better die off fighting/
You toyz dont know how to armour a real gun
And last but not least please don't tell no one
Take one wish to allah, yup
She said i'm ready to fuck
Bang! bang! came from that movie ring
You ain’t rapping you're fighting
To get rid of pussy niggas i go grab the gun,
Every woman that know us think uzoma my cousin
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