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You were dying You were dying You were dying You were dying Last night I had a dream It scared the shit outta me 'Cause you were dying You were dying

the wild like I don't fuckin' care If I ain't strapped that means I took 'em off my Nike Airs Get off mine, y'all talk shit like little children When

For the suckas that hate me Keep my gun up off safety, while you actin all shady Baby, thats where the snakes be Three-one-three, D-E-T, 7 M-I-L-E

down the street in that rag 7 with Darren Shaby blue feathered as he swerved In the El Co p-6 park away from the curve Big Jam L.A Mike, Darryl, Nicki

Mind foreva Jus Allah, Vinnie Paz, Kwestion Yo Stoupe where you at cuzin? ATOP - Army of the Pharaoh clique Doap Nix, whadup cuzo? King Mag, 7L Esoteric

make them fuckin mixtapes Where they at? [*repeat 7X*] Yo' DJ ain't no DJ, he just hit that instant replay There they go [*repeat 7X*] - go [Yelawolf

I'm relaxing at rehearsal I'm gonna motherfucking professional like hershal Falker, the talk of the game is I, but I wonder if he'll still be talking

I'm relaxing at rehearsal I'm gonna motherfucking professional like hershal Falker, the talk of the game is I, but I wonder if he'll still be talking

I'm relaxing at rehearsal I'm gonna motherfucking professional like hershal Falker, the talk of the game is I, but I wonder if he'll still be talking