| See I started as a soldier in our culture, in the shadows
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| My approach with every note is like I’m copin' with the battle
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| Every move is calculated, celebrated, no more lessons
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| Hit you quick, I don’t get caught, I got no time for no confessions
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| Never move in one direction, no detection, I ain’t slippin'
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| If you question where I’m headed, then your body comes up missin'
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| Bullets hissin', bodies twistin', in the ground you will get buried
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| Mercenary, visionary, don’t become my adversary
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| Took the dare, I’m in a trance, when I advance the seal is broken
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| Send you dancin' with the Devil, holdin' metal, barrel smokin'
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| Hand of God, I am the rod, I am the staff that keeps you humble
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| I’m the hunter that you run from, I’m the lion in the jungle
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| I got my hand upon the gun, I’m on the run, they’ll never catch me
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| I’m the one and only one under the sun who keeps you guessing
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| With my finger on the trigger, heavy hitter got you stressing
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| Got your blessing in my weapon, look into my Smith & Wesson
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| Got my hand upon the gun, I’m on the run, they’ll never catch me
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| I’m the one and only one under the sun who keeps you guessing
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| With my finger on the trigger, heavy hitter got you stressing
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| Got your blessing in my weapon, look into my Smith & Wesson |