| Heartless
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| Merciless
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| Heartless
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| Merciless
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| I’m waiting for the day I can take a nigga life
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| And when I do, I promise I don’t think twice
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| Bitch-ass niggas, I let 'em know before the jump
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| Run your ass up and you’re gonna see the pump
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| And I keep with me the slugs
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| Ready to pop one of these punks in the mud
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| I’m watching them like an eagle watches prey
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| Waiting to catch the first jump and say
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| Something, out the norm
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| It’s pre-meditated, man mark getting warm
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| I roll the swarm on these boys
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| And let my toys make some noise
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| Like the .44 or the Glock
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| To put these boys down on the block
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| I cock the hammer in position
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| And leave your family tears in fruition
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| Heartless
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| Merciless
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| Heartless
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| Merciless
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| Motherfuckers die like it ain’t shit
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| If I pop it in the seventeen-round clip
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| It’s the truth how these boys will fall over
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| And if they ain’t old, I told ya
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| Gunshots will ring out
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| While tricks run north and south
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| But you can’t run and you can’t hide
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| When I got you in my mind for a homicide
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| If I gotta go to war, I’m prepared
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| No conscious, I don’t care
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| 'Cause if they want to go there, I swear
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| Your life won’t be spared
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| I show these tricks how I do
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| I leave 'em without a clue
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| Wondering who
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| Left me on the ground by your .22s?
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| Heartless
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| Merciless
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| Heartless
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| Merciless |