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My Lord my Trigger-dk.
How many more to go
'til this bitch blows
how many more motherfucka
we been blazing those bullets.
We methodical, real clean n quick
no fucking around; sipping on that
real shit: easy nigga,
hit them streets. ------ real silent 'n shit.
Another trigger off the pull; yeah we drew
'n he put me through that table
lined me up with that burning thumb
we're through hell brotha
And we got ourselves a gun. - squeeze it slowly now.. Easy now.?
Yeah we've fallen, but fuuckin oath we've
RISEN. again we go real easy!
Still rollin, slayers of that n
murderers of that b
and masters of that k.
Apologise for fuckin nil, atop a hill!
Now pull yourself up a squeeze and take
yourself a seat, sit aside me and look in
you've seen, I hav' financial beneficiaries.
And yet still we roll easily.. Real easy shit.
Hit it, squeeze, I'm down on bended knee, there's that man from Harlem aka
Galilee
'til this bitch blows
how many more motherfucka
we been blazing those bullets.
We methodical, real clean n quick
no fucking around; sipping on that
real shit: easy nigga,
hit them streets. ------ real silent 'n shit.
Another trigger off the pull; yeah we drew
'n he put me through that table
lined me up with that burning thumb
we're through hell brotha
And we got ourselves a gun. - squeeze it slowly now.. Easy now.?
Yeah we've fallen, but fuuckin oath we've
RISEN. again we go real easy!
Still rollin, slayers of that n
murderers of that b
and masters of that k.
Apologise for fuckin nil, atop a hill!
Now pull yourself up a squeeze and take
yourself a seat, sit aside me and look in
you've seen, I hav' financial beneficiaries.
And yet still we roll easily.. Real easy shit.
Hit it, squeeze, I'm down on bended knee, there's that man from Harlem aka
Galilee
Published 26th Sep 2015
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