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Kobe why u have to go away my nigga another dead to gun shots notha dead victim I ain't neva sparred a snitch another dead witness I ain't neva had shit so I ain't chasing bitches keep losing my brothas rip my niggas tryna keep my head attached but man death vicious the judge ell order out life cause they still lynching my clicc outchea catching bs and smoking dead niggas and if I make the call it'll be a head shot I swear it make a nigga sick to watch a head pop I lost to od's I've watched a nigga head drop lil 30s died to young like why his heart stop I prayed up to the sky like lord please give my man's bacc I make the opps feel it every time they head crack then send another prayer like please don't let tha opps lack like fucc em all that's why I'm tokein on this opp pack I gotta kind heart but still ell push ya shit back like if u try me you gon end up on a diss track like nigga fucc yo man's he shouldna did that I don't feel no remorse nigga that's big facts they get there music from my style I guess they immulatin and I got all the black and whites they good at writin statements fuck around and catch a body leave em devastated ima shoota so I wouldn't go and try my patience ull wind up on the news they read about u in them pages these hoes they want to get at me I got em salivatin my homies in them cells I'm praying for you while u waitin like fuck tha police free my Dawgs from out them stations cock back the 30 leave this bitch a deadly situation leave his eyes rolled in his head like he was medicatin to lose a nigga that u loved that shit be devastatin casket nailed another opp sent to them fire places I just keep poppin them pills to keep me stimulated so I ain't stuck inside my head I swear my mind racin my life is full of mistakes but shit it's time to face em send my prayers up to God to keep me in his graces and keep my mind off of bodyin shit and catch cases please keep my ass out them court rooms them bitches racist I know they love to see me in them cells and quite places they try to break me down but cannot keep up wit my paces i got my head on straight still tying up my laces I swear I can't ever fall it take alot to break me still shedding tears from them gunshots and tryna face it so if u speak on my dead bullets gon leave em fadein nigga im with that action u can call me statham u seeing me in yo nightmares just call me Jason could say it's war on the opps but that's a understatement and I'm the man on my block that's end of conversation (bitch)