Yo it's my way, no way,
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get dumped on the highway.
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Buck, buck feel the blast from my gun
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spray.
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Yea, you're gettin drowned in the
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blood,
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a bug, thug, feel the cops catchin
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slugs.
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Yo, it's my way, I slay, I play,
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you stay down, you fuck around in my
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town, you drown.
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Fuck you, fuck them, fuck that,
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we come back through,
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murderin your crew - what!
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You don't know shit about my lifestyle,
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it's buckwild,
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late night gunfights, three strikes, i'd
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rather fight.
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Caught in the street, ya get beat down
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ta raw meat,
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fuckin with me and the Breed, you'll
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soon bleed.
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Yeah, it's Raw Breed - BC killin over-
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seas,
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droppin off rooftops, punks hang from
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trees.
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Night vision, incision, the opposition,
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It's never your decision.
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My way!
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You can't tell me jack shit, suck my
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dick,
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out my face with that drama, I'll kill
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your fuckin mama.
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Iller than a postal worker, born to
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murder,
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suckas in my face with that bullshit die
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quick.
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It's Bizarra, ha, cause mad horror,
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it's the dusted world of Bizarra.
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High on acid, the ghetto bastard,
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yo punk I'll put your ass in a casket.
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You in a world of shit, fuckin with the
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Syndicate,
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We pack full clips, and then we're done
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with it.
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Come with it, we get it on yo, you ain't
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lastin,
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demolishin, the demolishion.
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Piss on your grave, a killin craze.
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In your town right now on any stage.
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Who the fuck are you ? Trying ta diss
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my crew ?
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Who dies tonight bitch ? - You!
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My way!
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I will do what I choose,
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and if I loose
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Well then I loose, My Way!
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This is my fuckin' life,
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and if I die
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Well then I die, My Way!
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My Way (featuring Raw Breed)
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