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Break Through Make It An End

hear their cries | see it through my eyes | murder just can't be right | you've got the choice | to speak for those without voice | make it an end

wanna see me end It's gonna end up in a bloodbath, no doubt That's the only way I'm going out, it's on It's on, it's on motherfucker and you can't turn

skinny cos you haven't been eatin' You ripped off all your family and your friends Nowhere does your larceny end And then you get an idea for a big move An

March just disappear? You hear it on the left You hear it on the left You hear it on the left left

), and everything else is gonna be alright. 'Cause nothing can break this, nothing can break this, nothing can break this tie. Connected... oooooh connected inside. It's not an

watch yo' friends They can be enemiez within quick to pretend like they fit in Get in, they put it all to an end I know ya kinda choosed survival,

thuggin', that's how we make our livin' (Gotta make my money, man, it's still the same, yeah) You know who I be, once again, comin' at you It's Jhaz (

to these groupies They flash them a little coochy Then you blab an try to reduce me And it always come back to me So when I come through strapped with an uzi It

bank, Uhh making deposits till I fuckin' faint, New Orleans, nigga how about them fuckin' Saints, It's tight on our end call that Bubba Franks, Matter fact it