1,2,3,4,5,6,7
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no one here's gonna get to go to Heaven...
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the first one to speak, be the first one to leave,
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get your loved ones gagged and bound in bed sheets.
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six deep, full heap, best be quick on the draw,
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you's a snitch, you's a bitch, you get left where you are.
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i roll with killa's who got strikes, dealers who catch cases,
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SkinHeads and Mohicans, tattoos on their faces.
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bring it 'til your dead, bass is, get to bumpin' your gun,
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all these cowards talk shit, all these cowards gonna run.
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i'm not one, got my gun, got the handle whipped out,
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it all goes down, you only go for yourself.
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not me, i can't call it, i'd die for the team,
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smoking sacks in the shack, getting high with the team.
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let it fly with the beam, infra-red on your head,
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every last muthafucka wanna leave me for dead.
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can't be happy that i'm livin', you pray that i fall,
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BUT I'M A DEAD MAN WALKING, I AIN'T LIVIN' AT ALL!
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all the time that you hate, it's time that you waste,
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wake up fucken wet with a 9 to your face.
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in any case, hit the brakes, you're doing too much,
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my heart's blacker than the grip in the Grip that i clutch.
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who wants what? it goes down, right here in your town,
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i swear to god i'm not laughing, with a permanent frown.
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don't make a sound, i spit rounds, leave your dick in the dirt,
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shotgun, with the shotgun aimed at your heart.
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it gets worse, i been cursed, smash your life like a verse,
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weed blast, weed mask, when we drive thru' your turf.
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nobody came to talk, ain't nobody playin' games,
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kickin' everybody's ass, cross out everbody's name.
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fucken lame that's how it goes, fuck wax and fuck shows,
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fuck the track, fuck the mic', fuck hoes and fuck bro's!
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do yourself a favor and keep your thoughts to yourself,
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i'm sellin' drugs to my label and my label blew up, without help.
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not taking shit from anybody, leavin' spouses in tears,
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you'll get mangled if we tangle, i'll be poundin' the peel.
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3 chips, who got next? let's go, you get stomped,
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anytime, any place, any weapon that you want.
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hold your tongue son, you slip, you get fucked,
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at your show in the parking lot fightin', won't take long.
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leave your whole gash flappin', know why it has happened,
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i love to watch you fall like Freeman loves watchin' Patton.
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why the fuck would i die and live to please you,
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keepin' company with thugs and drugs and heat too.
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speed bump, head slice, we aint travelin' light,
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as i hit the dipstick bring a tear to my eye.
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i stay high, do or die, finding peace in myself,
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you live a lie, run and hide, die with everyone else.
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fuck the world, kill 'em all, and this you can trust,
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cuz muthafuckas hit the dirt when muthafuckas hit the dust.
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1,2,3,4,5,6,7 no one here's gonna get to go to Heaven...
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| The Transplants |
