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Put ya mutha fuckin lighta’s up.
(put ya lighta’s up)
Let’s roll baby, let’s roll!
I gotta gangsta bitch ah kill for me.
Look.
I gotta gangsta bitch ah kill for me.
Wen I was broke she use to steal for me… yea
She like my pill wen it’s kickin in.
She go [...]
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Oh Lord please forgive me for what I’m about to do
I’m running on empty and my options are few
You know that I did the best that I can
But i’ve done hit rock bottom, my time is at hand
Because I lost my job
My bills are getting [...]
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They call you the Killer, say your like a disease
You got the world in your pocket but you ain’t foolin me
You want something different, mama I understand
I’m just a mess in a rock ‘n roll band
I’m just a mess in a rock ‘n roll band
You [...]
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Empty parking lot, half a cigarette
I got it off the ground so it?s a little wet
I?m on the south side walking sideways
I got too drunk again
It?s a cold night, kinda late this year
Plans made, the cops are gone and we?re outta here
But I need to [...]
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