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Dead Man Walking

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  • He got the slip on you
    This how it went down, I had to undergo therapy, not surgery
    The ************* wetted me but he didn't murder me
    Dun, I survived, he thought that I died
    Now it's time to throw the Nine, clip in, mission revenge
    Once was friends but that *************t's dead
    That stupid mother****** shoulda shot me in the head
    So I went to Brooklyn and met with Dread
    And told Dread, I want the ************* clot shot dead
    That ************* started a war ******' with me, yo
    Hit me with a four-four and jetted with a kilo
    He hit me in the chest, lucky I was wearin' a vest
    But the impact hurt my ******' flesh
    Right after he left, I noticed I was bleedin' by my neck
    And I was type-scared to death, yo, I blacked out
    I woke up, my man had the Mac out
    Said we gonna get the ************* back no doubt
    He told me to rest
    I seen my ************* standin' at the door with a Tec
    In case a mother****** flex
    I told him how the mother******' kid co-flipped
    And he said parlay son, payback's a *************
    Yo, *************t is real, I feel better
    Word out on the street is that a four-four cant stop Mega
    The ************* musta heard I didn't die, son, he hidin'
    I snatched up his man inside a van and started drivin'
    His man started dymin'
    Said the ************* drivin' in 735 and he knows where to find him
    Cool, tell my man to drop the kid off
    Soon as we hit the next darn block, blew his ******' wig off
    Now that's one down, one ************* to go
    Just drive slow so we don't have to worry 'bout five-o
    Now it's time to get even
    We in, five Jeeps deep with the mad heat and steamin'
    Oh *************t, I see him, he gettin' out the seven
    My man started wettin' at the ************* with a Mac-11
    I specialize in war, now it's time to blow him
    I'ma show him how to use a ******' four-four
    I said, "Yo son, ya games over"
    I let off, and yo my *************t was spittin' fire like a flamethrower
    He started buckin' back, I caught him in his ******' back
    When he flung, I think his lungs collapsed
    He just a dead man walkin'
    Ay yo, ************* that *************t, I'm through talkin'
  • He got the slip on you
    This how it went down, I had to undergo therapy, not surgery
    The ************* wetted me but he didn't murder me
    Dun, I survived, he thought that I died
    Now it's time to throw the Nine, clip in, mission revenge
    Once was friends but that *************t's dead
    That stupid mother****** shoulda shot me in the head
    So I went to Brooklyn and met with Dread
    And told Dread, I want the ************* clot shot dead
    That ************* started a war ******' with me, yo
    Hit me with a four-four and jetted with a kilo
    He hit me in the chest, lucky I was wearin' a vest
    But the impact hurt my ******' flesh
    Right after he left, I noticed I was bleedin' by my neck
    And I was type-scared to death, yo, I blacked out
    I woke up, my man had the Mac out
    Said we gonna get the ************* back no doubt
    He told me to rest
    I seen my ************* standin' at the door with a Tec
    In case a mother****** flex
    I told him how the mother******' kid co-flipped
    And he said parlay son, payback's a *************
    Yo, *************t is real, I feel better
    Word out on the street is that a four-four cant stop Mega
    The ************* musta heard I didn't die, son, he hidin'
    I snatched up his man inside a van and started drivin'
    His man started dymin'
    Said the ************* drivin' in 735 and he knows where to find him
    Cool, tell my man to drop the kid off
    Soon as we hit the next darn block, blew his ******' wig off
    Now that's one down, one ************* to go
    Just drive slow so we don't have to worry 'bout five-o
    Now it's time to get even
    We in, five Jeeps deep with the mad heat and steamin'
    Oh *************t, I see him, he gettin' out the seven
    My man started wettin' at the ************* with a Mac-11
    I specialize in war, now it's time to blow him
    I'ma show him how to use a ******' four-four
    I said, "Yo son, ya games over"
    I let off, and yo my *************t was spittin' fire like a flamethrower
    He started buckin' back, I caught him in his ******' back
    When he flung, I think his lungs collapsed
    He just a dead man walkin'
    Ay yo, ************* that *************t, I'm through talkin'