| Slow down
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| Wait a minute, don’t wanna make a decision that you don’t really wanna live with
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| Hold on
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| Everybody living to look to the Lord to seek vengeance, you, it’s
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| Cold out
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| You don’t really wanna be locked up, living in hell, children in your home
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| Let go now
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| Or you gonna suffer, don’t be a stupid motherfucker living all alone
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| Ok, it’s fuck that
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| Enemies surround me like I’m the Karate Kid walking into the wrong Dojo
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| And all these other motherfuckers talking about me
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| Tryna tie me like a lost lamb, mojo
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| You already know, though
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| Better tell 'em I’m coming with hell and that they better keep a low-pro
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| Lot of'
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| It’s time to take from you what you took from mine
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| You’re a snake with a crooked spine, stab your chest, open it up and have a
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| look inside
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| No heart, that’s what I thought, wear the mark of the demon, please don’t stop
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| Coming at him like’in the blood I see the faces of the family I lost
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| I ain’t really feeling any better than before
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| Even though I sent his body to the morgue with a hope to the dome peace
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| Now I’m kicking it with a buddy like there wasn’t a problem and we both been
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| homies
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| Sipping a 40 with a piece of baloney and I ain’t ever been lonelier than I am
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| in this moment
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| People speaking on me is a thing on me, never imagine what’ll happen when I’m
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| chilling'
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| I’m getting even, blood in my eyes
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| I hear the screaming from deep inside
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| I’m killing demons, murder rite, murder rite
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| It’s all I got, it’s all I got
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| No lie, there’s blood in my eyes
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| Feeling betrayed and I want them to die
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| So I got a few bullets in the gun, time to get real high
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| I’m getting even
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| I’mma take up that fucking bitch and see
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| Whether or not what she does to me will affect what I do to the fucking skeeze
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| Please, motherfuck you if you go against bomb
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| I’mma leave your body all alone
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| Using all’to wrap around your fucking dome
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| With a little breath, yeah, try to sack
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| I made it out of a plastic bag
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| But I gotta hold it on your head, suffocate you dead in two minutes flat
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| Too many haters try to flex on this
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| I’mma expose that fucking bitch
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| Swing my axe, yo, I never miss
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| Go down with my own two fists
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| Blind sight, never see me coming, run away from the murder rise
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| When I’m around me can’t find my height
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| My evil mind is dark inside’even ain’t safe
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| Take a look at my fucking face
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| Can’t see me, I can see your hate
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| I’mma get even 'cause it’s never too late
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| I’mma get even 'cause it’s never too dark to show these motherfuckers how I roll
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| Kill you slow, let the blood flow
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| Watch you die while I practice bow
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| I’m getting even, blood in my eyes
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| I hear the screaming from deep inside
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| I’m killing demons, murder rite, murder rite
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| It’s all I got, it’s all I got |