| My nigga Rydah J and the Huss' some real niggas
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| Was knockin' niggas off too young to go prison
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| Still I know we goin' so hard I’ll end up in there
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| Ten cars in the garage before rap I still live there
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| Bitches see our house is so large they wanna live there
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| If you ain’t got your faith in Allah you’ll never get here
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| If you got love in your heart just believe in yourself
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| You gon' take this shit to the top though they don’t think you will
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| They just see the Jack in a drop, don’t know we been through hell
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| Closest partners hate on me now I still wish 'em well
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| When I die, don’t burry me 'cause I’m not dead
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| Irene I really love you, you show me how to say it
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| To my pops I really loved you, I never got to say it
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| Put the hook in them narcotics so now they gotta play it
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| All the time, probably never see a mobster cry
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| Showing brute force with the torch but my mind is fried
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| Strike his ass straight with the iron, feel like a lion bite
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| Mob shit, shout out to the young minds that I enlighten
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| When shit get deeper than rap, too real for youtube
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| I, I live by old codes who made these new rules?
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| Fools followin' footsteps of other fools, this is true
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| Murders occur off in the hood that never get to the news
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| And at them funerals you would know who stepped in them pews
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| 'Cause if he happen to move, you’ll
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| On his shit 'cause he knows it’s just one then you lose
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| Now it’s his body that’s he’s looking down now on you
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| From heavens ceilings or hells floors, youngin' the choice is yours
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| Ain’t got no key to those cell doors when he won’t let us board
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| Now the shit that we done did, they ain’t issue no medals for
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| Wait til' you gone to give you a rose but you can’t smell them petals no more
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| And if ya, and if you shoot you better score god damn it
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| 'Cause we losin' the war ain’t even part of gods plan and I said
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| Said if you shoot you better score god damn it
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| 'Cause these needles and war ain’t even part of gods plan and I said
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| If you should… Fail to learn you shall pass and die of lightning
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| Symbol of the sunset slow motion and I’m rising
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| Traumatizing, when iron flyin' I lost my guy
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| The flesh shall perish you soul probably never died
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| Been lost they eyes, flesh burnin' stay
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| Mosque can be ya place of refuge to teach your nephews
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| So they don’t grow up avoid the kufar I clap tools
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| I made it too far, a star fell off
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| Move in silence to even the score take it too far
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| Mak 90 open up and shoot car
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| So many god damn shells on the ground they pass a new law
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| The jackas too raw the hus is too dope the new world order is here
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| Invasive procedures on our queens to eradicate the black race
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| Can’t comprehend it now? |
| Play it back in a couple of years
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| You blind guys not realizing that this is daua it’s my only shield
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| Ejected gunpowder particles irritating my eyes
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| Is the only time that I’m capable of producing tears |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Not Dead, artist - The Jacka. Album song Murder Weapon, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп