pimpin up through the.........
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pimpin up through the red see like moses the coldest phenomenon/
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let me take ya to the place where guillotine dreams/ and triple beams make bodies do triplelean/
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if its seen then im in the zone,seein red lights shootin ova ya mothas home/
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whats going on 30 thirty red dots fly live ta the dome/ for the head shot
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"lookin from an angle strangle, you can see demons and angels tangle/
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weery cuz the niggaz standin near me cant see me or hear me/
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i will murder u and your main man wit these same hands/
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closed caskets cant hang man, its hard to explain man, but my game plan/
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is ta, is ta take em to that same land where 357 slugs on shift/
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and wit 357 slugs on shift so imma show where these slugs gone fit/
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where the fuck they gone fit? in there arterys/
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i never understood why these demons and angels came a part of me/
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which make me murder more probably,in the zone my zone be zoned out/
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for the wrong bouts, cuz niggas pullin chrome out blowin domes out/
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let reverse this psycho psychology, what the fuck is this screamin inside of me/
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its gotta be demons wit mental telepathy/catchin my mysery flippin these clips and open'n up seven seas/
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chorus
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when demons and angels tangle, (one one one one)its one more way ta die
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(one one one one)its one more way ta die,( one one one one) one more way to die ,4x
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verse 2
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in the night i cant sleep, visions of demons in my bed so i aim wit a target/
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these mu fuckaz got my mind in the zone so i pop wit the chrome and im born to be heartless/
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and regardless, im in the wrong state of mind im high, im wyped off off some laced weed/
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if you bitches outta line when u face me, betta bring a livin god to erase me, to replace me/
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cuz i can rise every night wit the glocks, and x off the man kind/
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understand i aint playin to defend mine,i want the world in my palm in the due time when i do mine/
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cuz i kill in better multitudes, line em up and i off em dude/
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say a word and im offing you, fuck around set trip get a buzz and i off ya crew/
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what you bitches really wanna do, wanna war im in thirst mode/
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i was born to react to the first blow/
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leave ya body in the spot where the hurse go/
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let the lord sort em out when the wind blow/
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lucipher in the physical, fucked around with the spirital/
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demonized individual, hit ya wife wit the pump make her jump real high 4 feet like a virtigo/
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say hello to the devil, say hello to the devil cuz here i come and you cant fuck , cant fuck wit me. 2x
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chorus
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its a level behond wrong and devilish, bringin ta life some shit ya should never wish/
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we bout to settle this, once and for all/
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you dyin tonight but it wuddnt my fault/
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you chose what the fuck you chose and took that road i had to/
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take it up wit god or satan bitch or blame that hoe that had you/
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see im at you , look at the evil that cash do/
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right down to the tip and a mask you/
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so dont ask who when i pass throo and mash too/
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do the math foo, aint no hoes on this side/
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we that gang you dislike fuck a fist fight these thugs betta have they shit right/
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cuz its like this forever maybe ta slit yo wrist is betta/
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is you slipped and missed the set up, and now you hit and spit the red up/
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shit done led up ta this, aint no turnin back at all/
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squeezin wit my back ta the wall, leavin you bleedin and even retrievin that stack from ya draws/
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i blast and i pause, and another ranged out, isnt it strange how/
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we commit murder then just go and hang out wit that thang out/
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and a dub up in my lungs ,you get done up in my slums/
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cuz the come up got us sprung/
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(one one one one)
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chorus
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One More Way To Die
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Do Or Die |