It was murder she wrote, YOUR NAME IN BLOOD When the LOVES GONE, your eyes diluted full of blood Six cars full of goons, six blocks heard the boom Dreadlocks, middle of June, head shots, get tombed Stone, ten shots, five gone, 9/11 dial tone You want it all, die alone A wars going on nobodys safe from Now were talking to the judge when your day come Like it was hard not to kill these niggas It was like a full-time job not to kill these niggas Eight figures, need the eight story mansion While Im strapped up two-stepping with the devil dancing Diluted with blood in my eyes Like a stillborn, niggas wont make it out alive, nigga
Posted on: Sun, 18 Jan 2015 23:09:51 +0000
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