took from me I will take back (Take back) Everything you took from me Eye for an eye Eye for an eye Eye for an eye Eye for an eye
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darts TL, slight tint DL, quick flash Smooth as a baby's ass, lyrical addicts, murder mics like a savage And MO30, bullet proof tuxedos, transactions, C-notes for
for the month They found a coat all rolled up Inside a bag he probably dragged the body for about a block Disappeared without a trace No DNA no not a
to the midst of a great fire Being struck by a lightning, and shaken to death By a great earthquake Falling from thousand foot cliffs, dying of a disease
on getting These niggas, now for my niggas murdering, killing, wheeling The spider, on a mission all my niggas y'all know how the fuck We kick it I'ma keep my eye on a
slightly off, they keeping one with the froth Learning pussy, john protection, court minister, three six zeros Spillin treble, a bow and arrow in hands of a crossed-eye
copping carrots Talks of what we'd name her while shopping for a carriage But when the dream stopped, who knew you'd see me like a savage That you dreamt
off the chain (now!) Robberies turn to murder, I do shit you ain't heard of Change my mind and just pop you, in a blink of an eye I know you thought
a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours For kicking your fantasies overboard I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion And
out Attempt murders, two to sixty on a cop out I'm fucking with my nigga's up north on a lockout The M A S A, you run your mouth we smack the tast out
's just a dream but I'm a sore loser Figg murderer, crosses burnin' in my front yard KKK throwin' up rallies but not no more in these parts Trespassers gets penalized, 2:13 A
, I shows, no love for them hoes And, I got my pocket on fat to the store I go You best a watch out You best a watch out for the automatic We got skills
) And This City's A Crowded Room And The Earth Is A Closing Tomb In My Hand Is Your Perfect Womb When You Breathe Your Breath Is Obscene My Heart Is A
with a nighstick To the British, I'm Ghandi To the Japanese I'm an American pilot flyin' over Nagasaki To the AIDS patient I'm your last antibody Sittin' and waitin' for a
for sho, sho Yo, Blacks will you kill kill for sho For shoe shoe, for shoe, for sho, sho Killa Bees will kill kill for sho, sho Ghost Dog will kill kill
some hypnotic rhythm reach out and fire the killing blow. Or did his battered, scarred existence cry out for an end. A tortured empty life that he let
these niggas, now for my niggas Murdering, killing, wheeling the spider, on a mission All my niggas ya'll know how the fuck we kick it I'ma keep my eye on a
