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Dead To Fall Like A Bullet

Like a bullet ripping through my life Opening the gates to a river Washing away your green disguises That seem to control my life The goal seems to be

, they deep throat to lay with me I reminisce how I miss a stare in this space Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' their face Lampin' in a mansion

loyal Boy we gettin' money like we just found oil Uh and that's word to my red flag I live first and leave the bull s**t dead last I lay it down so hard

was a dead beat Moms worked two jobs and keep Jordans on my feet Now that I'm on, they set the word bout I bought my momma a mansion, and moved the damn

get-cha flossed' and out with a bang Welcome to Tha Land, where all my chemicalz unfold where thugs are rollin up on bone and takin a hollow, dodging them bullets

Here's a prayer, God bless playa Everybody wanna sound like, sound like Sound like Bone, Bone, Bone Everybody wanna rap like, rap like Rap like Bone

nauseous Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin' you with this potion man Death runnin' up from the left Bang number one in this murder game, insane See a nigga fall

over and over, to pass from a place, that made up a Heartless Souljah. It is really bone of a show, but better might play you a bit in a party show. Let

bringin nothin but terror Causing much to the nigga that dared us trying to put a twist in this thugsta era Paired up with a nigga like Pac and a nigga like