| Two, two, three’s, see through him like an X-Ray
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| He don’t want war like it’s D-Day
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| When I shoot I’m aimin' at your fuckin' face
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| Misanthrope I hate you you no friend to me
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| Two, two, three’s, see through him like an X-Ray
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| He don’t want war like it’s D-Day
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| When I shoot I’m aimin' at your fuckin' face
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| Misanthrope I hate you you no friend to me
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| 223's comin with that red tip
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| Fuck yo, feeling’s it’s all about the bread bitch
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| No pen-cil, I fill you with the lead bitch
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| DOA, head leakin' with that red shit
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| Fuck with me if you want to
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| Hollow tip bullets they go straight through
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| Beam from yo hip to yo face to
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| Dead him from the jump ain’t no take two
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| Run inside yo house I ain’t got no mask
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| Big ass choppa with like four mags
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| Choppa cut him up he in a body bag
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| Replace them fuckin' sneaka’s with a toe tag
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| Two, two, three’s, see through him like an X-Ray
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| He don’t want war like it’s D-Day
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| When I shoot I’m aimin' at your fuckin' face
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| Misanthrope I hate you you no friend to me
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| Two, two, three’s, see through him like an X-Ray
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| He don’t want war like it’s D-Day
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| When I shoot I’m aimin' at your fuckin' face
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| Misanthrope I hate you you no friend to me |