Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room, but won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid, yeah
He found a six-shooter gun
In his dad's closet, and with a box of fun things
I don't even know what
But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
Daddy works a long day
He'd be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late
And he's bringing me a surprise
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen, and it's packed in ice
I've waited for a long time
Yeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger
I reason with my cigarette
Then say, "Your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah"
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
Run, run, run, run
R-r-r-run, run, run, run
R-r-r-run, run, run, run
R-r-r-run
Run, run
Run, run, run
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet

Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the streetwise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night, I toss and I turn
And I dream of what I need
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, and he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure, and it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life
Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere, just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder
And rising with the heat
It's gonna take a Superman to sweep me off my feet, yeah
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, and he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure, and it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I could swear there is someone, somewhere, watching me
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach like a fire in my blood
(Like a fire in my blood, like a fire in my blood)
(Like a fire in my blood, like a fire in my blood, blood)
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, and he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure, and it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, and he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure, and it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night

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Everybody know my name
Meek Milly Flow is flames
Plus I got that fireman
Puffas call me Lil Wayne
And I got a little game
Hoes feel a nigga's swag
Trying to fuck and suck me just so they can get they niggas mad
See me I just sit and laugh
You the one that wife that
You eating her and treating her see I'm the one that pipe that
Soon as I'm finished with her
You can have her right back
If I get a piece of pie my man got to slice that
Breakdown, takedown
Shorty keep your mouth shut
This is what we do, 1-0-2 You ain't about that
 I don't give a fuck I'll leave you stuck like a mouse trap
Middle of the city Tell your brother that get with me I be stuntin' with the 50,
Caliber they holler then I can jump out his Dickies and we be ridin' with them silencers
Ain't nobody seeing me
The whole hood agree with me
I'm wiping niggas out (OUT)
They like what I'm about (BOUT)
Every time I'm killing it the whole hood feeling it
I got the word of mouth (MOUTH)
Right now I'm on the south (SOUTH)
Dealing with them killing niggas sheisty and gorilla niggas
Fuck it though we out
He talking what he about (bout?)
Nigga making threats, it's a bet I'll send my Bloodhounds barking at his house

Them summer nights can even turn cold
In the streets of Philly where niggas don't even get to turn old,
My heart pump until it turn gold
--You niggas stuck in neutral, I'm ridin' like, "Fuck it it's a long road"
Shit I'm the one I'm like the lost soul
In the middle with heaven and hell see nigga only God knows
When your time gon' come
And your eyes roll straight to the back
Now you seeing all black
That mac go lean and that nine go clap
This that murder murder music to rewind you back
Put that Ruger all up to you, watch your mind go splat
All over the wall, nigga, all over that raw
It's the same 'ole Meek, still the same OG
Got that crack music listen let your brain OD
I'll be playing low key
Me and one of my niggas
Riding through the city plotting on some of the niggas
That be thinking they gon' get me
I'ma run to you niggas
And that's a couple dead bodies for a couple of niggas
G'yeah, monster
Sitting like a mobster
Revolver on my lap
Barrel full of Black Talons
I lick it at your squadron
Roll up, like "Hold up"
Start spitting while I'm driving
Peel off then roll up, you niggas better slow up
Before you bang the fuck out
I aim let it flame blow your brains all the fuck out
All over your shirt, since a youngin' I was buck wild
All up in the dirt, ma' screaming "Get the fuck out!"
North where I was raised at, South Philly I played that
Wherever I'm around I hold it down like a wave cap
Yeah my niggas stay strapped
Blaze and I'ma blaze back
All over that yolk and get your motherfucking egg cracked
North side a Berks Streeta, Southside a Eight Balla
Posted by the green gate, cops come we scrape on 'em
Niggas dropping tapes on 'em
Trying to get us locked down
Snitchin' to the district that's enough to get ya chopped down
That nine perebellum, fuck around and get a nigga momma cerebellum
They ain't riding, man they tellin'
I be sliding with a seven,
 
All titanium
Big boy sound jump around when I'm flaming him
Me I play my role getting hoes like I'm Chamberlin
Same one you kissed same one that give me cranium!
Every time I touch a gun, all I hear is "Damien"
Trying to pipe me up to rack a nigga like I'm Dame and 'em!
I bounce on them tracks, like I bounce on them bikes
I'm so nice with i, I ain't even write in it
I'm usually on the low blowing, dro like tenant
We got a big 45 on my side right in it
G'Yeah, they got Omelly all day I’m in the house, stressing out
While I’m running all around, in the town acting out
Beef come we clap it out,
All the real shit my niggas do, we don’t rap about
‘Cause niggas’ll rat you out, as soon as they get the word
I know niggas saying they homies as soon as they get a bird
Niggas’ll get you served like four-and-a-half
I’m the nigga with .32, I’ll put four in yo’ ass
I’m the nicest nigga out, out
Ain't nobody seeing me (me) the whole hood agree with me
I'm wiping niggas out (out), they like what I'm about (bout)
Shit every time I'm killing it, the whole hood feelin' it
I got the word of mouth (oh wow), right now I'm on the south (south)
Dealin with them killa niggas, sheisty and gorilla niggas
Fuck it tho, we out!(out) You talking what he bout (bout)
Nigga making threats, it's a bet I send my bloodhounds barking at his house (BOP BOP BOP BOP)
Like soon as he come out(OUT), give me what you got(GOT)
And make sure you kill him ‘cause I want him in a box
We in the slums of  Philadelphia, Where drugs the only wealth for ya, 'Where guns’ll take ya’ health for ya’, they won’t even send help for ya’

Our patience has its limits.

6.8x51 80.000 psi vs your soy boy faggot body, who wins?

BITCH, I'M SMOKING GAS IN MY CHAMBERS LIKE IT'S THE-
WE'RE SORRY, YOUR LYRIC COULD NOT BE COMPLETED BECAUSE (AYY, YOU LIL DARKIE, NIGGA?)
AND WE WANT TO SUPPRESS YOUR OPINION, FASCISTICALLY
TAKE AWAY THE FIRST AMENDMENT!
ALL HAIL CENSORSHIP! ALL HAIL OUR FEELINGS!
MY GOD IS REALER THAN YOURS, HE SAID WHAT I DO IS RIGHT
THAT I SHOULD FIGHT IF HEAVEN POURS
I AM VERY, VERY, SORRY
MY APOLOGIES, FOR COMING OFF SO HARSHLY
IMPART ME, SECOND CHANCE
SO I CAN DANCE THE WAY YOU WANT ME
YOU NAZI! GOT ME!
TAKE A LOT MORE THAN THAT TO TOP ME
SOFT AIN'T WHAT I'M MADE OF
YOU'RE THE ONE ACTING LIKE ADOLF
COCKY, WAY THAT YOU GOOSE-STEPPING
WAY YOU LOOSE LIPPIN', TALKING 'BOUT WHO TRIPPIN'
TALKING 'BOUT WHO TO SHOVE UNDER THE BUS
AND WHO ALL OF US TRUST THAT WE SHOULDN'T
THIS JUST IN, LIL DARKIE IS RACIST
SPREADING THE MESSAGE OF SATAN WITH FACES
BLACKER THAN ANY OF US PROLLY ARE
BUT I'M STILL OFFENDED 'CAUSE I'M A RETARD
HE TRYNA BE HARD, WE TRYNA BE SAFE
BY MAKING IT HARD FOR YOU TO CREATE
NIGGAS THAT HEARD OF ME FIGHT AND DEBATE
I DON'T DESERVE NOT ONE WORD OF THE HATE
MIND CONTROL, ALL MY THOUGHTS ARE MINE TO HOLD
ALL DOWN IN MY SPINAL CORD
BITCH, THIS AIN'T MY FINAL FORM
I GOT NO TIME FOR YOU PUPPETS, TAKE YO' OPINION AND SHOVE IT
I KEEP MY SPIRIT ABOVE IT
I'M TAKING CRITICISM IF IT ISN'T IGNORANT
I'M NOT CONCERNED WITH FITTING IN, I HIT IT DIFFERENT
I'M A CARTOON, BUT NIGGAS DOING MORE PRETENDING THAN ME
BITCHES ACT OFFENDED, THEY GET ME BANNED ON IG
YOU DON'T GOTTA BE A HATER, YOU DON'T LIKE ME
WHY I KEEP A GRIN ON MY FACE, ON MY TEETH
ALL THESE NIGGAS MAD, THEY AIN'T EATING LIKE CONCENTRATION CAMPS
CUT YOURSELF ESCAPING FROM, LEAVING OVER THE NATION FENCE
MOST THESE NIGGAS FAKING, NOT WORKING, I'M PUTTIN' THEM ASIDE
SMOKE UNTIL THERE'S NOTHING REMAINING, I CALL IT GENOCIDE
PHONEY ASS NIGGAS PLOTTING, WHOA (I CALL IT GENOCIDE)
FRUITY NIGGAS ACTING ROTTEN, SO (I CALL IT GENOCIDE)
ON YO' SHIT NIGGA, YOU NOT BEEN, HOE (I CALL IT GENOCIDE)
I AIN'T EVEN THINK OF STOPPING, THOUGH (I CALL IT GENOCIDE)
OH? WHAT'S THIS? (YUH-YUH)
BITCH, BITCH, BITCH, BITCH, BITCH
I'MA FUCK AROUND, AND TIMMY TURNER TO THE TIPPY TOP (TIPPY TOP)
I WONDER IF THESE NIGGAS REALLY GRIP THESE GLOCKS
TRIPPING ACID, LIPPING FLACCID DICKING 'TIL SHE GIMME TOP, UH-HUH
SKIPPING TO THE STORE, I GOT A RED HOOD ON
SALVIA, WE RIPPING OUT A TEN-FOOT BONG
THERE'S A BITCH INSIDE MY HOUSE, SHE KEEP ON SAYING SHE'S IN PAIN
YEAH, SHE'S SITTING ON MY COUCH WITH BURNING NEEDLES IN HER BRAIN
DIVINORUM IN HER VEINS, GUESS SHE WAS ON LEXAPRO
THE COMBO MADE HER GO INSANE
SHE FEEL CALMER ON COCAINE (TRUE STORY)
DON'T RAP FOR FAME (TOO WHOREY)
BITCH, WHATCHU SAYIN'?
I'M SUPER SAIYAN, YOU SUPER PLAIN (ROOT FOR ME)
I TAKE MY PAIN, MAKE THE MUSIC
PLANT A BOMB, CAN'T DEFUSE IT
I AM CALM, I AM LUCID
THEY BETTING ON THAT HE LOSE IT, NEVER HAD IT TO START WITH
BREAK YOU LIKE USING GUITAR PICK
CONSTIPATED ALWAYS MAKING THAT HARD SHIT
CONTEMPLATING TAKING NIGGAS REAL FAR, SHIT
THINGS HAPPEN, NIGGAS SWITCH, YOU EVOLVE WITH
TIME MOVING, RHYME SMOOTHIN'
STAY FOCUSED, YOU WILL SHINE THROUGH SIN
STREET TACOS GET SOME DIMES, WHO'S IN?
KNOW A NIGGA THREW THE LIME JUICE IN
I KNOW HOW TO LIVE (I KNOW HOW TO LIVE)
I KNOW HOW TO DIE TOO
YOU COULD JUMP OFF A BUILDING
EAT MUSHROOM FOR HEALING, PUT ACID IN YOUR EYES TOO
I'MA FUCK AROUND, AND TIMMY TURNER TO THE TIPPY TOP (TIPPY TOP)
I WONDER IF THESE NIGGAS REALLY GRIP THESE GLOCKS
TRIPPING ACID, LIPPING FLACCID DICKING 'TIL SHE GIMME TOP, UH-HUH
WHIPPING UP MY VISIONS, HUMANS LISTEN TO THE SHIT I DROP (SHIT I DROP)
YEAH, YEAH
YEAH, HUH, YEAH, HUH
YEAH
YEAH, HUH, YEAH, HUH
YEAH, HUH, YEAH, HUH
YEAH, HUH, YEAH, HUH
WHAT GOES AROUND, COMES AROUND
GOES AROUND, GOES AROUND, GOES AROUND, GOES AROUND, AYY
WHAT GOES AROUND, GOES AROUND, GOES AROUND, GOES AROUND, UH
SPIDER GANG SHIT (UH, SPIDER GANG SHIT)
GOES AROUND, UH, WHAT YOU WHAT (GOES AROUND, GOES AROUND, GOES AROUND)
(YEAH, KARMA)
DON'T BE AFRAID, STEP RIGHT UP, STEP RIGHT UP!
TAKE YOUR TURN AT THE LEGENDARY WHEEL OF KARMA
BUT REMEMBER, THAT WHAT GOES AROUND
COMES BACK AROUND, GOES BACK AROUND TO YOU, YEAH
WHAT GOES AROUND, COMES AROUND
GOES AROUND, COMES AROUND, GOES AROUND, COME BACK TO YOU
MY MAMA TOLD ME THAT WAS TRUE
PEOPLE REMEMBER LIKE ELEPHANTS DO
PEOPLE FORGET ALL THE ELEMENTS TOO
LIVING AND BREATHING, SUCCEEDING AT MUSIC
AT LEADING THE CREW WITH A PASSION
THESE NIGGAS AIN'T MOVE
'CAUSE THEY CRASHING AND TALENT, THEY RATIONING
I'LL GET A BAT, I MIGHT BASH HIM IN
GRIPPING A BLADE, AND I'M SLASHING HIM, HAPPEN TO YOU!
I PULL UP ON 'EM NO MASKING
I'M SMOKIN' THAT DOPE UP IN LASSEN
WITH DRAIN THE SWAMP BLASTING I'M COOL
I'M ON THE BEACH UP IN TAHOE
PACKING THAT THC INSIDE A RAW CONE
I'LL BE HAPPY WHEN IT'S ALL GONE
MARY JANE ANSWER WHENEVER SHE CALLED ON
I HAD TO FALL DOWN, I'M SMOKING TOO MUCH
FOLD UP A POST-IT, I'M CHIEFING A BLUE CRUTCH
I DO NOT DO DUTCH, I DON'T DO BACKWOODS
GRAB A LEAF, ONLY TOBACCO THAT SMACK GOOD
I FUCKED THAT, I FUCKED THAT BITCH IN THE SAFEWAY
7 A.M. AND I'M HAVING A GREAT DAY
I'M PUTTING ON WEIGHT LIKE I'M TAY-K
ANIME RAPPER, YOU SOUND LIKE A BEYBLADE
ANIME RAPPER, YOU HARD OR YOU NOT THOUGH?
GO SIP ON YO' WOCK' AND THE BARS THAT YOU POP, OH
YOU NEED A GLOCK ON YO' LAP AND IT COCKED OR
YOU GRIP YO' COCK AND YOU FAP WHILE YOU STALK HOES?
NIGGAS WALK AROUND IN DARK CLOTHES
BITCH, I'M SMOKING AT THE PARK, O'S
ASKING QUESTIONS LIKE A NARC, NO
WHY YOU SITTING AT THE START? GO!
GO, GO, GO!
YEAH, YEAH, GET IT, GET IT, GET IT, GET IT, GET IT
OH MY, OH MY (YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH)
P-P-PUSSY BOY G-GET OUT MY WAY!
I'LL RUN UP THAT CHECK BEFORE I RUN ANY FADES
KILLING SHIT FOR FUN BUT I AIN'T CATCHING NO CASE
CHILLING IN THE SUN, A VILLAIN CATCHING SOME RAYS
L-L-LEGALIZE THE FUNGI NIGGA, I EAT IT ANYWAY
IT COULD START WITH ONE GUY, NIGGA, THE WORLD GOT PLENTY FAKES
IT DON'T NEED ANOTHER FIRE WITH MY BROTHERS IN THE STREET
THEY DON'T SHOW NO LOVE, I SIGHT THE OTHERS, THEY LOOK INDUSTRY
LET 'EM SLEEP, GOODNESS ME, TELL ME, WHAT SHOULD THIS BE?
WHY YOU IN MY LIVE TALKING SHIT? I AIN'T SAYING SHIT TO YOU
KEEP MY PRIDE ON MY HIP, THAT'S A WEAPON I CAN'T LOSE
PEEP MY VIBE OR KEEP ZIP YOUR LIPS
WHY WON'T YOU CHOOSE TO LOVE EVERYBODY?
BITCH, HOW MANY TIMES ARE YOU GONNA IGNORE THE SIGNS AND PEOPLE'S RHYMES?
YO' NIGGAS ARE RETARDED, HE SLID AND LEFT HIS .9
YO MAMA MUST HAVE DROPPED YO' ASS UPON YOU SPINE
I FEEL LIKE RIKKI-TIKKI-TAVI, WE MOBBING THROUGH THE LOBBY
THAT FAGGOT TRIED TO ROB ME
"NO HOE" LIKE D-LO, BITCH
I FEEL LIKE RIKKI-TIKKI-TAVI, I THINK THE COPPER SAW ME
BUT I AIN'T CHAIN LINK HOPPING
'CAUSE I AIN'T SEE NO SHIT
NIGGAS WILL BELIEVE WHATEVER YOU TELL 'EM, IF YOU TELL 'EM ENOUGH
HELPFUL WHEN YOU SELLING SOME STUFF OR STARTING A WAR
THEY ROTTEN AT THE HEART AT THE CORE
I'M PLOTTING TO POUR LSD IN THE RESERVOIR
ALL OVER THE FLOOR, I'M BRINGING PSILOCYBIN ON TOUR
I'M HIDING THE CURE FOR FIXING NIGGAS, I'M VERY SURE
STOP BEING DEPRESSED
STEP OUTSIDE AND PUFF OUT YOUR CHEST
HE MADE YOU THE BEST THAT'S EVER GONNA JUMP OUT THE NEST
I'M A CRUSHING A PEST, YOU RUSHING TO GET UP LIKE YOU NEXT
YOU FAILING THE TEST, IMPALE YOURSELF THROUGH ONE OF YOUR BREASTS
SOMEWHERE ON YOUR CHEST
YOUR HEART DEPARTS AND LEAVES YOU WITH LESS
NOW LOOK AT THIS MESS
BITCH, PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER, NO REST
I FEEL LIKE RIKKI-TIKKI-TAVI, I KNOW THAT COPPER SAW ME
BUT I AIN'T CHAIN LINK HOPPING
'CAUSE I'M UP IN HIS WHIP
STOP (I KNOW YOU, MOTHERFUCKER)
STOP RESISTING (FUCKING BITCH), STOP RESISTING (LET ME GO, YOU FUCKING MOTHERFUCKER)
STOP RESISTING (AGH)
ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS HOP ON THE SUBWAY AND GO, GO!
LET YOUR BRAIN LEAK OUT OF YOUR EARS
GO INSANE, NIGGA, PUNCH ALL YOUR PEERS, AYY
PICK THE KID UP, NIGGA, WIPE OFF YOUR TEARS
WE WAR-READY, I SEE YOU VERY CLEAR
FOR THE TRIBE, DO IT FOR THE TRIBE NIGGA, OR 'CAUSE YOU ALIVE
FREE WHAT IS INSIDE, NIGGA, I KNOW WHY YOU CRY
THERE IS SOMETHING VILE, TAKING PEOPLE AIN'T NO LIE
I KNOW WE SHOULD SMILE BIGGER BECAUSE WE WILL DIE
MAMA, WHY WE DIE?
TELL ME, MAMA, WHY WE DIE?
I KNOW WHY THEY HATE ME BECAUSE I WIL

MONDAY GUNDAY
MONDAY RUN MY FADE
I AIN'T PULLING OUT NO K
STOP MAKING FUN OF MY SKIN TONE AND THE WAY I'M SPEAKING
I WILL LEAVE YOU DONE WITH YA BONE EXPOSED AND IT LEAKING
BULLIES!

I HAD ENOUGH
MUST BE RIPPED OFF
THIS WORLD IS ROT
THIS IS MY TIME
FUCK ALL THIS EVIL
I'M OVER YOU WITH THE RIFLE NO DEAGLE
MOM WHAT YOU'VE MAID
WHEN YOU'RE AWAY
YOU MIGHT HAVE FIRED
STAND IN HIS WAY

WHO THAT BOY WITH THE SHIT EATING GRIN ON HIS FACE?
IN THE BACK OF THE CLASS DRAWING SHIT
SCREW THAT TOY IN HIS HAND DROPPED OFF MOMMA VAN
JOHNATHAN ALWAYS LOVE TO TALK SHIT
LIL DARKIE THROW A FIT
I DON'T FIT
WITH THE KIDS, I'MMA SPLIT
EVERY BRAIN IN THIS BITCH
THAT I CAN
IT'S A DISEASE
SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME OFF OF MY KNEES
BUT YOU CAN'T
BUT YOU WON'T
BUT YOU CAN'T
FUCK ALL YOU THEN
I DON'T CARE ANYMORE
I'M A BEAR, YOU A DEER
GOT YOUR PORES LEAKING FEAR
KILL THE WHORES, SHEDDING TEARS
IT'S ALL FAKE
WHERE WERE THEY WHEN A LAKE
OF MY BLOOD ON THE FLOOR
LET IT POUR I ADORE
WHAT YOU'VE DONE BY YOURSELF
GUN IN MY BACKPACK
DONE WITH YOUR HEALTH
I LET MY PISTOL RACK BACK
(BAP!)
PARENTS SCARED, GOT THE PARENTS SCARED
SHARING ARTICLES ON WHAT THEIR KID SHOULD WEAR
NOT HOW I GOT HERE
HOW I DO NOT CARE
SHARON'S HAIR IN A CLOT OF THE THOUGHTS
TOLD THE BITCH BULLY ME POPPING SHOTS
BETTER WATCH YOUR BACK
I AM KARMA, I CAN HARM YA
I'M A FARMER FOR YA SOULS
THE ALARM HAS GOTTEN PULLED
I'LL BE ON MY WAY
ON MY WAY
IN MY GRAVE, SIEZE THE DAY
RUN MY FADE
RUN MY FADE
RUN MY FADE
RUN MY FADE
DEBTS BEEN PAID
DEBTS BEEN PAID
DEBTS BEEN PAID
I CAN LEAVE
I CAN LEAVE
FUCK THIS WORLD
THROW MY SHADE
WATCH ME HURL
AT MY BRAIN
EVERY NAME
THAT YOU GAVE
I'M IN PAIN
I'M IN PAIN
GIVE ME FAME
SAY MY NAME
MAKE NO CHANGE
SUNDAY, GONE PRAY
MONDAY, RUN AWAY
GUNDAY
GUNPLAY
GUN ME
DONE AYE

I TOLD MY MOMMA I'D BE GREAT
I TOLD MY MOMMA I'D BE GREAT
I TOLD MY AMMA I'D BE GREAT
WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF SOME LOSER COULD CHOOSE YA' FATE? PUT A BULLET TO HIS FACE
BITCH, TEST MY TEMPLE AND ITS' GATES
ALL THE PEOPLE IN MY STEEPLE KEEPING HATE FROM THIS PLACE
EVERY TIME, I WANNA TAKE AN EYE FOR AN EYE
I REMEMBER I WILL SURELY GO BLIND, BUT IF I COULD REWIND TIME
SAVE THE SOULS IN THAT MOSQUE, I WOULD KILL THAT PIECE OF SHIT AT ANY FUCKING COST
DIE, LIE IN THE DIRT WHERE ALL THE SINNERS WENT
BURN SO THE RIGHTEOUS CAN PROTECT THE FUCKING INNOCENT
WORD TO ALL MY NIGGAS WITH TRIGGERS THAT GON' DEFEND THEIR KIN
SHOOT AT KILLERS THAT WILL SURRENDER AND THEN PRETEND THEY WIN
BITCH, I SAW MY MOM IN THAT WOMAN, HE TOOK HER LIFE AWAY
SEEN IT ON THE WEB WITH MY NIGGAS, HAD NOTHING I COULD SAY
THAT LITTLE BEAUTIFUL BROWN WOMAN COULD'VE BEEN MY MOTHER
THAT GROWING TAN YOUNG MAN COULD'VE BEEN MY BROTHER
STARTING TO PANIC, ACTING MANIC, I'M FILLING UP WITH RAGE
WHO LET THAT LIL' BITCH LIVE? I'M GETTING FUCKIN' SET OFF
I WOULD PUT MY THUMBS IN HIS EYES AND TAKE HIS FUCKIN' HEAD OFF
I WOULD SHOVE MY GUN TO HIS TONGUE, ALLOW THE SHIT TO LET OFF
WHO WANNA RUN UP ON MY TRIBE? HIT YOU IN YA' LIVER
SHOUT-OUT ALLAH, SHOUT-OUT JESUS CHRIST, BITCH, I FEEL LIKE SHIVA
SHOOTER LIKE I'M BUDDA, IT DELIVER TO HIS MIND
I PRAY ONE DAY THAT THE GUN LAY ON THE SIDE OF SOMEONE KIND
THE PEOPLE THAT DON'T WANT WEAPONS AIN'T THE PEOPLE GETTIN' SHOT AT
BUY A TEC AND LEARN TO USE IT, 'CUZ ONE DAY IT MIGHT BE TIME
IF SOME CRAZY NIGGA WANT IT, CHANCES ARE HE FUCKING BOUGHT IT
AND I BET IF YOU COULD CHOOSE, YOU'D BUY A STRAP INSTEAD OF DYING


THEY WANT US TO START A WAR (YUH)
I'MA START A WAR ON HATRED (YUH)
AND I WON'T HARM A SINGLE SOUL (NAH)
UNLESS A NIGGA WANNA GET WASTED


FACE IT, IF SOMEONE WERE TO HARM HER, YOUR MOTHER, YOU'D BE THE KARMA
TO CRUSH THEM UNDER THE ARMOR, NO MATTER THE RACE
AND IF YOUR LOVER WOULD SUFFER UNLESS YOU REFUSED TO BUFFER
AND TURN HIS MENTAL TO BUTTER, CREATE A SHATTERED FACE
AND IF YO' NIGGA WAS BLEEDING, IN NEED OF HELP AND YOU SEEN THE VILLAIN WHO DID IT
YOU'D KILL HIM, SPILL HIM, WITHOUT A THOUGHT
AND IF MY LIFE WAS IN PERIL, AND I CAN AIM WITH A BARREL
AND INSTEAD OF HIDING IN TERROR, NIGGA, I'D BUY A GLOCK
FUCK THE LEFT WING, AND FUCK THE RIGHT TOO
TWO PATHS TOO EVIL, IS YOUR EAGLE RED OR BLUE?
PULL UP WITH THE DEAGLE, LOUD TOY INSIDE MY SHOE
I'M A COWBOY AND THERE AIN'T SPACE ENOUGH FOR YOU
DON'T TREAD ON ME, THAT'S WHAT THE SCOUT MASTER TAUGHT ME
SHOUT-OUT MR. MONSON STRUGGLING WITH HEART AND ARTERIES
TAKE MY GUNS, BITCH, I DARE YOU TO TRY, YUH
RUN ON MY TEMPLE, BE AWARE THAT YOU WILL DIE, YUH
R.I.P THE MEN, WOMEN, CHILDREN INSIDE THAT BUILDING
I KEEP ROD OF IRON, PUT A DEMON THROUGH THE CEILING
FUCK THE HELTER SKELTER, YOU NIGGAS IS UNFEELING
AIN'T NO HELP OR SHELTER AND CERTAINLY NO KNEELING
YOU HAVE BEEN INFECTED BY SOMETHING I AIN'T WIT' THAT
FUCKING WITH THE BALANCE, NO CHALLENGE, PUSH YOUR SHIT BACK


BITCH, I TOLD MY MOMMA AND I TOLD MY PATTI
YOU AIN'T TAKING SHIT WITH NO CLIP AND NO SHOTTY
I'M A DARKIE AND I'M PROUD, I SMOKE LOUD AND ACT NAUGHTY
I DON'T HAVE NO RACE, I AIN'T CHASING NOBODY
FUCK EVERYTHING YOU STAND FOR, FUCK EVERYTHING YOU REP IN
THIS IS A PLACE IN THESE GATES, HATE CANNOT STEP IN
NAMES ON YOUR VICTIMS, WRIT' ON MY WEAPON
PUT YOU IN A HOLE WHERE YOUR SOUL IS NOT RESTING