Superstar J quit
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And the one and only, Loaded Lux
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Can you dig it? (Can you dig it?)
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Can you dig it? (Can you dig it?)
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Can you dig it? (Can you dig it?)
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Left the devil on the back roads
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In search of heaven on the path home
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In the raft got go, niggers wanna have my soul
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Feeling like Django, right back in the rodeo
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On these streets men bleed
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They respect it or they test it
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Aim for the weak
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Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)
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Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)
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K-killas with me, killas with me, killas with me
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You with them cowboys, I brought killas with me
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We out here nigger, we out here nigger
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We out here nigger, we out here nigger
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You a cowboy I got killas I got animals and gorillas
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I got silverbacks with them black macs and this trap rap no backpack
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Petty thieves in my rat trap, never preyed on the weak
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Last lay was on south beach and that bitch stay for a week
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Before the white folk came guns got blown,
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Bodies on the ground and the brains on the floor
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Put the cash in the bag in the all black Jag
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And the bag in the trunk, next to the pump - bang
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Bu the sun would rang, I'm out here police know my name
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Neighbors hate when I'm stepping out
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Cause they already know what my weapon bout
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And that's murder - we killers and all my killers got knowledge
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And Loaded Lux is my teacher so middle finger to your college
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And ace's clip is my preachers DC bought me dollars
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And I name first son Harlem and my manager bought me commas
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No drama, and I left
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Left the devil on the back roads
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In search of heaven on the path home
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In the raft got go, niggers wanna have my soul
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Feeling like Django, right back in the rodeo
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On these streets men bleed
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They respect it or they test it
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Aim for the weak
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Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)
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Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)
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K-killas with me, killas with me, killas with me
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You with them cowboys, I brought killas with me
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We out here nigger, we out here nigger
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We out here nigger, we out here nigger
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I've seen wise men come, I've seen wise men go
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And in this violent lifestyle all they know
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They'd die for all their dough
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It's always a test the best gotta raise the rest
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I pray that less, less is for the king of death
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You saved you flesh you guessing your brain suggest
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The game get shot nigger feel like a game of chess
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You in a lyrical circle individual virtues
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Get tested no question this feeling is personal
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And really get hurtful when the killing concerns you
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You learn to when there's no one to turn to
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Envision the verb, we're meant to be of a slaughter house
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Slaughter all involved with the choice of doubt
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Fought in '. to kill what it's all about
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The bill was real you fake gotta call you out
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The hardest out party bounce
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To have all them out well food for thought what counts
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Knowledge explained without pay
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And I'm kangaroo with this K
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Let them hold that Loaded Lux make'em pay
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They owe that trilly Trel ring them bells
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They know that flick it up with the fans
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That's Kodak cause hell if I gotta go back
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Left the devil on the back roads
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In search of heaven on the path home
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In the raft got go, niggers wanna have my soul
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Feeling like Django, right back in the rodeo
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On these streets men bleed
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They respect it or they test it
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Aim for the weak
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Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)
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Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)
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K-killas with me, killas with me, killas with me
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You with them cowboys, I brought killas with me
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We out here nigger, we out here nigger
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We out here nigger, we out here nigger
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Cowboys and we killas we hunt, so we eat
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Y'all bottle weight so y'all starve
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Peasants don't mingle with gods
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My body count a collage
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9-11 my team
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So you can either jump in this ring
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Or get head get under my wing
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Silencers with them beams
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Loud cries and screams
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Drug dealers and fiends
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And every king need a queen
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Me and my younger trilly Trel going bonkers
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The monster from DC boy no comment
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We conscious and we be hoppin' out the tauntest
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Hear me know hile I owe nigger youngest
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Harlem up in this motherfucker I offer to offer the most
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Awesome lyrics you lost in
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Sales get enormous endorsements
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From the draggest kicks Miguel at the concert
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Niggers got to hold that
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Loaded Lux make'em pay
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They owe that trilly Trel ring them bells
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They know that flick it up with the fans
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That's Kodak cause hell if I gotta go back
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Left the devil on the back roads
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In search of heaven on the path home
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In the raft got go, niggers wanna have my soul
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Feeling like Django, right back in the rodeo
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On these streets men bleed
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They respect it or they test it
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Aim for the weak
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Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)
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Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)
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K-killas with me, killas with me, killas with me
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You with them cowboys, I brought killas with me
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We out here nigger, we out here nigger
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We out here nigger, we out here nigger
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K.I.L.L.A.S.
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| Loaded Lux |
