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Must be the chronic that got these nigga thinkin they bionic |
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They better get the hell of that gin and tonic |
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Bring the blues, I shatter and batter crews |
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Can't lose, don't snooze on the 30 shot |
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Who's on my my hip when I leave my residence |
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Get me fed I spit lead and leave u dead like presidents |
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Shit is silly, bust the sequel |
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I'm runnin from the cops and still gotta watch for my own people |
| [00:46.49] |
Stress leads me down the path of redrum |
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Smart enough get some mad enough take some |
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Want some, need some, fuck around and bleed some |
| [00:54.75] |
Don't get dumb, I'll beat that ass like a drum |
| [00:57.68] |
Hostility is buildin on a daily basis |
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Sick of all the nonsense save the mean faces, I ain't scared Of you |
| [01:04.19] |
My glock erases wrinkles leavin expressions of pain |
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Can't think with a bullet in your f'n brain |
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I hop skip and jump bail |
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I ain't goin upstate again |
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I'm in the alley hidin in a garbage pail |
| [01:15.22] |
Peep the style of the runaway child |
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Livin wild, poppin stick like noon now |
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Ooh child, things ain't gettin no easier |
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My hair is gettin peazier, I'm lovin it don't worry |
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Be nappy on the regular, live long and prosper |
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Get yours, love your mom, safe sex, etc... |
| [01:31.76] |
The streets are filled with temptaion and madd sin |
| [01:34.76] |
The last thing we need is saint ives |
| [01:36.69] |
Suicide on the rise, everybody think they uzi weighs a tonne |
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Shit's gettin hectic, too much redrum |
| [03:32.11][01:43.24] |
Everybody wan heaven, them not wan dead Redrum |
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99 bottles of beer on the wall all u need is 2 niggas |
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To drink them all |
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And start illin, think about killin a villain on your way to hell |
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where sa-tan dwell |
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Can't tell who's good or bad |
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Who's got love, or who's jealous |
| [02:20.38] |
Who's sceamin, who's the angel |
| [02:21.73] |
Who's the demon, who's the nigga fiendin |
| [02:23.56] |
Mass confusion over illusions, brothers cruisin |
| [02:25.95] |
With the shotty, la de da de, they came to party |
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Ready to lick shots like lollipops |
| [02:31.10] |
On blocks it's hot, anybody can get shot even cops |
| [02:34.50] |
When it rains it pours, bullets have no names |
| [02:37.76] |
It puts a strain on my brain, as I try to maintain |
| [02:40.25] |
It's drivin me crazy but I can walk from here |
| [02:42.76] |
I feel close to insane, I gots no fear |
| [02:46.46] |
My mental is scrambled like eggs |
| [02:48.55] |
It fucks me up, everytime I see a black man when he begs |
| [02:51.66] |
Washin windows, tap dancin, prancin, struttin |
| [02:55.61] |
Most of the time people give his ass nuttin! |
| [02:58.12] |
A quarter here, a quarter there, now u know why we murda |
| [03:00.94] |
Bein homeless, to me is unheard of |
| [03:03.18] |
I'll do whatever I gotta do |
| [03:04.99] |
And if I get locked then I got 3 hots and cot true |
| [03:08.91] |
But jail cells are full with niggas, every day |
| [03:12.28] |
Mayday, they're gotta be a better way |
| [03:14.77] |
To make it is easy, to keep it is the hard shit |
| [03:17.72] |
U need some lessons to move on up like the jefferson's |
| [03:20.99] |
Some aim teks to get respect, where rolex' |
| [03:23.41] |
Drive a phat lex around the projects |
| [03:26.18] |
Flexin and plexin until they catch a dum-dum slug |
| [03:29.51] |
Shit is bugged on the streets, too much redrum |
| [04:12.68] |
Everybody wan heaven... heaven... |
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Redrum |
