| Yuh
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| Ten clips, ten shots
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| Every day bodies drop
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| Every day I wonder why and I wonder when it’ll stop
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| All these kids killing kids
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| And they bringing in the SWAT
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| Giving fame to the killers and it made me feel lost
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| Ten clips, ten shots
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| Every day bodies drop
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| Every day I wonder why and I wonder when it’ll stop
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| All these kids killing kids
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| And they bringing in the SWAT
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| Giving fame to the killers and it made me feel lost
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| Ten clips ten shots ten pops uh
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| Ten clips ten shots ten cops yuh
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| Ten clips ten shots ten pops yuh
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| Ten clips ten shots ten-
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| Man I’m so scared
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| They gon' bust through my door with a red dot sight
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| Ya they know where I live I’m scared for my life
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| I might be next on the news tonight
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| But nobody knows the names of the victims ain’t right
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| Plaster the face of the assailant
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| Showing the names and then they become famous
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| You know the media’s shameless
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| Meanwhile the victims just left to be nameless
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| Yuh
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| Already dug my grave
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| Scared I got numbered days
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| Yuh
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| The reaper been calling my name
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| I just want to make it out
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| Unscathed
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| Already dug my grave
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| Scared I got numbered days
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| Yuh
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| The reaper been calling my name
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| I just want to make it out
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| Unscathed
|
| Yuh
|
| Ten clips, ten shots
|
| Every day bodies drop
|
| Every day I wonder why and I wonder when it’ll stop
|
| All these kids killing kids
|
| And they bringing in the SWAT
|
| Giving fame to the killers and it made me feel lost
|
| Ten clips, ten shots
|
| Every day bodies drop
|
| Every day I wonder why and I wonder when it’ll stop
|
| All these kids killing kids
|
| And they bringing in the SWAT
|
| Giving fame to the killers and it made me feel lost
|
| Ten clips ten shots ten pops uh
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| Ten clips ten shots ten cops yuh
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| Ten clips ten shots ten pops yuh
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| Ten clips ten shots ten-
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| Yuh
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| Bring it right back
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| I make hits on the low
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| Seen to much shit
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| And it tatted my soul
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| To many people been dying 'round me
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| And my friend almost died from a damn overdose
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| I gotta just win
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| I’m here for the kids
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| Don’t care about- hey man I don’t give a shit
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| I gotta survive
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| There’s death on my mind
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| If I cannot make it
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| I’m falling behind
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| Already dug my grave
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| Scared I got numbered days
|
| Yuh
|
| The reaper been calling my name
|
| I just want to make it out
|
| Unscathed
|
| Already dug my grave
|
| Scared I got numbered days
|
| Yuh
|
| The reaper been calling my name
|
| I just want to make it out
|
| Unscathed
|
| Yuh
|
| Ten clips, ten shots
|
| Every day bodies drop
|
| Every day I wonder why and I wonder when it’ll stop
|
| All these kids killing kids
|
| And they bringing in the SWAT
|
| Giving fame to the killers and it made me feel lost
|
| Ten clips, ten shots
|
| Every day bodies drop
|
| Every day I wonder why and I wonder when it’ll stop
|
| All these kids killing kids
|
| And they bringing in the SWAT
|
| Giving fame to the killers and it made me feel lost
|
| Ten clips ten shots ten pops uh
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| Ten clips ten shots ten cops yuh
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| Ten clips ten shots ten pops yuh
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| Ten clips ten shots ten cops huh |