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    Killer Mike

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    Ryan pump blast shattered glass in the classroom
    Penny tried to hide in a bathroom
    Homicide scream from the hand held dragon
    Mental flame from the barrel claim 25 angel, mercy
    Long as the black board, splatter with his inside
    Never had a chance to ride his new skateboard
    Billy didn't shake lord, he fell silent

    Died in the pantomime of cold violence
    His killer didn't even blink, he couldn't think
    Even when he heard the sirens kept firing
    Pupils dilated, possessed and perspiring
    He grew up iring, 30 auts and calicos
    Ar-15 and long barreled 44's so on the story goes

    He went out in a blaze of glory
    He went out in a front page story
    He went out in a front page story
    My soul can't rest today
    I can't bring myself to pray
    I get down on my knees
    Cause you will always be six feet under me
    Frank, I'm sorry you didn't get to see your cell phone tape
    hear yourself
    But to the mother fuckas who took
    Frank Williams Aka Fast Black, Fuck You! [Gunshot]

    Dear God, I've messed up again, I'm sassed up again
    Vodka spilling out my mouth onto my chin
    I've slipped into the darkness of the heartless
    Those barbarians carry savage weapons and they start shit
    They hearts is cold as the artic
    these men motivate mobs to lynch
    These monsters are men, who I hang with
    These monsters of then are who I bang with
    Who I bang with, Crips, Bloods, Bg
    Vl we have created our own road to hell

    We train to kill and not to feel, reacting with a mac
    But no matter who I kill I can't bring my nigga back
    My niggaz dead and I can't get my fucking head around it
    We was just smoking blunts of the best chronic
    And now I'm wearing a t-shirt with his picture on it
    Staggering about to vomit, consumed with vengeance

    With my vengeance I'm all consumed
    By mid afternoon smoking blunts in my room
    To whom ever this letter may concern
    When bullets strike they burn more
    Than the flesh of the ones hit
    You took my nigga my heart split

    Its broken, shattered in a million pieces
    Help me Jesus, help me Jesus
    Just help me Jesus, thug niggaz killers
    They victims was screaming help me Jesus
    My soul can't rest today
    I can't bring myself to pray
    I get down on my knees
    Cause you will always be six feet under me

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