out the funeral home, you get hit at walkin' away I'm in to grow, legend with rights, I don't been enticed To greab the K and let it spray, put an end
. to start the party right you're probably gonna have to kill me. I can't be held accountable, so instead I pass the blame, besides I wanna live
, that's the end of the saga The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala Go lay up with a model an' watch the news tomorrow An' that's the end, checkmate
know who it be I don't need no introduction, hey Bone, check this out Get it how you live, homeboy Yo, strap up the boots, I?m ready to shoot Load the
for all the things your after if it kills the pain your all alone when you come down your all alone when you come down yeah its russian roullette with a loaded gun
the throat This ain't child's play like pass the parcel Or build a castle, just a couple of rascals Who go harder, live faster Fight 'til the end like
have to slam a whole bottle of expensive firewater, chase it with a forty of malt liquor smoke a blunt, load a gun and sell records to 14 year olds all
's rich there's poor, and there's tragedy, when will it end when will it end ? Education's what you need not a brand new gun, .. ready, load, aim, fire
Something like a Vietcong when it comes to makin cash and blowin bomb Do it like it?s Federal do it with a fetti style Loaded like a gun until you hear
What you gotta say about that Keep it live a 45 number 2 pencil Get my solo wave, for the perfect gangsta instrumental, ya feel me Check it, load me
take your orders from me now for I am in control Yes you will live and die for me, I'll repossess your soul Pull out my machine gun slowly wait to take
is your command A simple flick of the wrist Could simply be the end I heard rumors of a loaded gun (Paint the town red) Vicious rumours of a loaded gun
"Gun shots" [Ty Knitty] Uh uh uh it's war son for real " Machine gun shots" [Godfather] War (repeating) If its war it's on 24 slash 7 war war We want
for loving you They took you far away from me So I could never find you They made me blind but I can see The loaded gun behind you The end of all that
What? What? They took you far away from me So I could never find you They made me blind but I can see the loaded gun behind you The end of everything
pages are a loaded gun These phases all end at once Please tell me what you want to hear right now It doesn't matter how, these days I can't live without
take another stoll down a dead end street pistol whipped without a grip saving another trip stab in the back just to swallow your pride hold on tight live
Living life in L.A., crowded valley to bay, A Human jungle that drives you insane, Cruising the freeways, dodging bullets of death, I rigger mad maniacs