| I had to shoot the sheriff it was justifiable
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| he mistaked me for somebody who was liable
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| for all tha many murders l. |
| a and war fields
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| we keep makin war shields
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| streets keep souls
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| young brothers loose control
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| I seem to maintain through this
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| watch where ya kick it they’ll put you in a twist
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| and it aint nobody like my down ass hommie
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| and tha police always tryin to pin some bullshit on me
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| I keep away from fools
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| they do crime and it attracts cops
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| cops got guns and cuffs
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| and cells to stuff you in Verse Two:
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| They tryin’to stick with some bullshit that I did not do you know who
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| the boys in blue
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| there they go with they assumpitons
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| slaverys over let us have somethin'
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| why you wanna pull me over?
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| Cuz I’m bumpin?
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| I just made a new song
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| my profession is music
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| your profession is protection with gats
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| then use it on him when he’s tryin’to take my life away
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| I’m just tryin’to live my life today
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| so I keep away from fools they do crime it attract cops
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| cops got guns and cuffs
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| and cells to stuff you in Verse Three:
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| I shot the sheriff
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| I didn’t shoot the deputiy I didn’t have to Cuz in this game they always tryin’to blast you
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| and leave it to tha cops to find out who did the murder
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| they harrase tha wrong clan and arrest tha wrong man
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| the hommie day-dog got strapped but thats okay
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| cuz I’m gonna work for life
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| so he can see another day
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| a hommies a hommie
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| a fake is a snake
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| straight game from tha pen from tha hommie jake
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| so I keep away from fools they do crime it attract cops
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| cops got guns and cuffs
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| and cells to stuff you in |