Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away looking back hoping
I was shot at and thousands more perished
Hotel suite, room keys is a gift
Fuck the drug life i want a shot at fame.
Shit, i use the same line, like i did again
Who shoot them back at me
My slight fo's just talk dirty
Never did i pedal coke but tony lewis said i'm dope
So i shot back at arrogance, i teared up the game and hoped,
Like you took my wife out of that body shot it at michael with a gun.
Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen
And im back and calling shots, calling whos shot
Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop
Gave myself a new birth and another shot at fighting,
Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing
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