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view from hell (a product of the environment)
somebody take these guns from here
I can't shoot my brothers anymore
pour some liquor for those who passed away
cease fire
even though the gangsters
move in silence
I seen a thug cry
my people in the street
brothers put down your heat
killin another nigga
for a rock
pop pop
life on a 9
livin for a line
with the devil
you can no longer dance
fucking dying before time...
I can't shoot my brothers anymore
pour some liquor for those who passed away
cease fire
even though the gangsters
move in silence
I seen a thug cry
my people in the street
brothers put down your heat
killin another nigga
for a rock
pop pop
life on a 9
livin for a line
with the devil
you can no longer dance
fucking dying before time...
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