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I put my life on the line
- I put my life on the line for my sister and mother,
- I always keep a steady hand when protecting my brothers,
- Cuz I got a itchy trigger finger and they know I'll buss it,
- If it's coming down to them I take it serious cuz they really worth something,
- Family first before a dollar or a bitch on the street,
- A nigga couldn't pay me to kill a little nigga for free,
- If it ain't concerning my family or the people outside from it,
- I won't pull no chopper for no reason cuz I ain't going for it,
- To take a another nigga life if he don't deserve it I ain't doing it,
- Can't make me do a damn thing if ain't important is you losing it ?
- Where yo heart at cuz these young niggas is polluting shit,
- I ain't going to jail bout no stupid shit man I'm through with this shit,
- So throw the gun in the river homie,
- But keep it if you really need it to keep at ease homie,
- Cuz these streets'll eat you alive when you way outside,
- Make you turn from something positive to something real bad deep inside,
- Turn yo back on the world and not give a fuck bout what nobody say,
- You run up and down the streets looking for a body to place,
- Head spinning eyes rolling hand shaking away,
- But you didn't know ya life was on the line like everyday,
- Heart pumping blood boiling blood pressure increasing,
- But don't have a heart attack because we steady releasing,
- All this danger to the street they gone feel the heat piercing,
- Skin off the bones of the ones that act serious dis believing,
- I'm steady praying fore my foot in the door,
- I see the angels in the room giving life with the pearl white floor,
- I need a hand cuz Ion need another day in the slam,
- For a brutal homicide over my family for killing a man,
- Man its just my temper I hardly remember any of this happening,
- Me wit my rag on my face in the street just spazzing it,
- Spiraling out of control I think the Devil got a hold of me,
- Because I'm currently in an asylum stray jacket wit the white robe fashion see,
- 12 weeks in a padded box with no fully armed weaponry,
- But they can't control what I do to a nigga like a referee,
- Because I take a nigga and make him feel embarrassed to his family,
- And when he come back I break his neck in front of the faculty,
- Yea I'm crazy but Ion really give a fuck,
- Who got something say bring it my way then you outta luck,
- I just be sitting waiting ready for a nigga to buck,
- So I can wrap my hands around his neck and make him shiver up,
- I'm a choker, bud smoker, chest stabber, body baggier,
- Head trauma, I'll disrespect yo mama then clap her,
- House raider, House clean yo whole apartment, True eraser,
- I'll eliminate a hater, Say he gangster, He a faker,
- What!!!!!!!
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