decay everyday. Coughing up life, do it again and again. Playing a game you have no chance to win. As you've seen this world prey on weakness. This
decay everyday coughing up life, do it again and again playing a game you have no chance to win as you've seen this world prey on weakness this moral
yourself decay everyday coughing up life, do it again and again playing a game you have no chance to win as you've seen this world prey on weakness
though I'm not hopin' to go, I wish someone would open the do' This man's holding the trigger and his finger's steady choking it slow Is this the end?
, so hold on tight, to your life Cause we just might have to take it Locked and loaded fully automatic, just in case Finger on the trigger, spittin' hollow
em up steady fuckin em up But wait why do i have all this blood on my hands Blood on my clothes blood on my shoes Im on the 10 o clock news for steady
this pain on you No love my slugs got them thugs name on 'em If he wit his kids I'm blow his brains on 'em, put the chains on 'em Go insane on em', guess
on some fools tonight Hit the lights, squeeze the trigger, send me on my flight Don't give a fuck about who I hit when I fly The only thought that's on
Vexed 'cause your church friends gossip on the low (Wio - let me say) Now for the people who don't know what's gwaning They sleeping on the whole city
disgusts me to see my folks run up on I say stand up on deception of time all of Revelations And recognize this mind on the reality of horror known as
hustlin', stayin' out 'til it's dawn An' comin' home at 6 o'clock in the mornin' Hands on my glock, eyes on the prize Finger on the trigger when a nigga
(Big L) Yo, check it Yo, I got slugs for snitches No love for bitches Puttin thugs in ditches When my trigger finger itches I got a rep that make police
there worth keeping There's nothing there worth keeping Or believing So on the eve of the attack We'll finger-trace the targets on their backs And open fire (Just hold on until
, the true homies The bottom set it off, my Likwit crew will set it for me The type that always got the itchy fingers on the triggers Yo my Niggas go
bullets glide when you do a drive-by Body's dropped from one corner to the next nigga And it's Pooh's finger on the trigger What's that you claming is
