While i'm waving the pistol at sixty christians against me
They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money
Fuck fame, fuck money
You were my best buddy
We were striding through life, they were a guidance of light
Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right
That were mutual and spreading
Get off a key like i can’t sing
Its like were overpowered and were gonna die
K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly
I have so much to say
You were my getaway
My teenage years were fucked up,
That shit was wack as fuck
Terrific. hutch and sickwithit were livid.
And that's jay line i had to quote that
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