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Grimey
00:58
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The Laughingstock
02:46
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Foul Play
03:22
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Unpleasant thoughts fill my mind
Lowkey wishing this shit would stop
But now its go time
This feeling of pure hatred is what I thrive off
No where to fucking run
Because your hell has just begun
Crawl back to your fucking hole
So whats the plan?
I know you're trying to throw hands
All bets are off
You fucking met your match
They ask "How could you stoop so low"?
But in this petty life
i have nothing that's left to show
Straight to the point i'm not messing around
Until I take my last breath
You know i'm always down
These fools will never catch me
I guarantee it
Swallow your ego
You're nothing compared to me
I always see you as broken with no beliefs
Just fucking stand there and lie in wait
So i can find you to wipe that smirk off your face
It's the last time you do me dirty
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Slums
02:47
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Goons
03:14
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What do we have here?Its not real,Its not real
Trapped in this fucking game and no motive for my crime
A wolf can never survive without its fucking pack and circumstances
aside you'll run before you die, fuck off
Your life is over
Oh God the look on their faces
Made me sick to my stomach again
No point in turning back now
Keep your distance from the mire before
you doublecross our foundation
Thieves in the night reclaim the spoils
Of keeping it real for the fucking hood
I know you think you're hard
I know you think you're a fucking big shot
The stakes are higher now
And we'll see who has the last laugh
Fuck
Sly Motherfuckers lets see you weasel
Your way out of this one
Ive made a mess of things now
The boss will sure be proud
You'll never take me alive
So I'll keep running my mouth
Taking my part of the share
Then creep in darkness
Before I give up the ghost
You'll all be rotting.
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Plans Foiled
01:54
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I don't care if we get caught up
Stick to the plan a life of dumb luck
Get on the fucking floor
Show me the cash or meet my M4
Money bags filled to the brim
I hope we get away from the fucking pigs
No hostages only trophies
I should of killed the fucking security
When i walked through the door
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Step up or be knocked down
Get out of my way
Or meet the fucking ground
I'm so hyped up
Fuck with me
I hope your ready for a world of pain
Nothing but a fucking chump
Who says that you get to have all the fucking fun?
My whole squad will ride along
I'm playing it safe i'll leave you out of place
Crusin Through the city with a blunt and a 40
He rides with me strapped up to the teeth
It's a wrap if i see you on my side of town
The screech of death can you hear the sound?
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