And i'll come back when the war begins to release sins
And we ride rotten, 2 choppers found dirty sirens
The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score
Its the last prime to death, and we screaming out war
Famine, war, sickness and disaster
Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
If i went ops then evil wins this war neither killing more blood sheds a flow at
The devil comin from hell im like a demond and when u see me ur goin to start
Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part
With those crazy ass people at the county building
Lets take war to the scum and pray the day were winning,
We're goin' straight to the ending
And my only fear's a wedding ring
And i'm coming and i'm killing to make your life depart
I step up in the spot, they get to working hard
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