He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away
The next thing you gon have on your chest is a bouquet
This is a war zone fag where you at this shit is baghdad
So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad
And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before
And if this is a battle i already know i won the war
But that was only one time
No rhyme is a bad rhyme
You ain't gotta worry no more
It's like my life is a war,
I started wondering if that was really such a bad thing
If you ain't wearing no color, can't nobody say nothing
Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand
Want a no and yes is the thing i need last
Only thing thicker than a blonde girl, is my smoke
It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
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