| Once upon a time down in Northside
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| I was being held at gunpoint
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| By a couple of young low lives
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| Feeling like they were some badass street soldiers
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| As they pointed their weapon at me and my friends
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| They told us to give them the cash
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| Or kiss our asses goodbye with just one gun blast
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| I have never in my life been so terrified
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| I have never felt this alive
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| What was their motive?
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| What was their need?
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| To be willing to take a life for the fuckin' green
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| Feeling like they were some badass street soldiers
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| As they pointed their weapon at me and my friends
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| They told us to give them the cash
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| Or kiss our asses goodbye with just one gun blast
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| I have never in my life been so terrified
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| I have never felt this alive
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| Staring down the barrel of a gun
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| My life could of been done
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| What was their motive?
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| What was their need?
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| To be willing to take a life for the fuckin' green
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| Never did I think this could happen to me
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| To be a dead motherfucker in the 5−1-3! |