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I would move Heaven, Hell And anything in between to get To you you wouldn't Be safe anywhere if I was mad at you And that's not bull that's truth I've went up against People you could pull a gun on me And if I'm mad at you I'm coming forward you'd Have to shoot me to stop me and if You don't kill me... You're Stupid cause the next Time you see me i will kill you They call us gorillas, we brawling You in coffins with killers You at the auction I'm boss and smoking cigars at the dealer Nigga I'm iller, count scrilla like casinos Only c notes and over I'm a cancer nigga no chemo I'm dancin' with satanic people Life is illegal i'm heroin in the needle My emotions are see-through i'm evil Read your palm before dawn and spawn Calm before the storms Katrina nigga I'm drawn Too much to handle in seconds I manhandle the peasants Dismantle is pleasant Turn their Hell to my Heaven I excel with my bredren Giving birth to nuclear weapons I'm shooting your henchmen Every written verse is a lesson I'm close to perfection with Rap nigga I'm flawless i'm God's light The type to illuminate in the darkness Hand me the trophy The gold medals and plaques The torch is lit, I scorch your clique Nigga I'm back If I ain't on my grind then I'm High trying to take your cheque I done hustled on the hottest block And I ain't break a sweat AKs and TECs make 'em vacate a set If he ain't tryin' to pay his debt Then we gotta spray his neck You get laid to rest Nigga this is Murderville Now smell the essence of the L Nigga this is Earth for real f*ck a bitch I'll leave a nigga burnt for real Signed to the streets but the Judge ain't served the deal I just turn the wheel, hit a back block And wait for a pussy to creep Give him a back shot Now sing a lullaby, sorry mama I'm mangled And I'm about to catch A motherfucking homicide This bitch named Karma got me going Crazy and this fuckin' high Don't wanna go away I'm like an Addict in his fuckin' prime Lit trying to get a hit Hungry for this money If there's tension in the room then You know it's comin' from me We pull them Glocks out We about to make a change One to wipe your block out Guaranteed to hit your frame This'll hit the vein The Official Pistol Gang Pharaoh clique a nigga sicker Quick enough to split your brain My rap will give you fucking brain cancer Different question cousin same answer Y'all motherfuckers made me scrap like I was Kane's dancer but there's a method to My madness unusual still They call me Pistol Pete Maravich moving the pill We push a lot of everything But it's usually krill We use a lot of weaponry When you gruesomely killed I thought a lot of destiny But it's truthfully real That could make a warrior like Zeus if he's truthfully ill I went to Hell and then I saw the abyss Where dirtbag drink from the Same water he piss (hahaha) It's Armageddon when I ball up the fist It's God Consciousness that started This remarkable gift i was a martyr It was horror when my father was sick I was a monster I would stomp you in the yard with a brick I'm a survivor but I got the Fucking charm of a pit That just attacked you Now you got your fucking arm in his grip (brat brat) Niggas try to hate We don't hear the side talk Them loud mouths Gotta hit em with the wide hook Barack wants help All my bodies buy 'em chalk My niggas upstate squared with The fried shock this for y'all wild out When your cell's cracked You know your time's short when they Trying to send your mail back We catch bodies for the love of the block I collect shit I got a hammer and the glove of a cop So while you hugging model jawns I was hugging the block One for the money, two for the pop Three for a rock (yeah) Say I'm steamed when I'm Pullin' a scam quick ol' Reservoir Dogs Lay your grill on the canvas The flow's diesel but the game is sour And you's a pussy Where I'm from that's the name of a coward So when you get your weight Up I'm already in power Who wants war? My niggas Fly planes into towers, pharaohs Ha ha hahahaha, AOTP! We pull them Glocks out We about to make a change One to wipe your block out Guaranteed to hit your frame This'll hit the vein The Official Pistol Gang Pharaoh clique a nigga sicker Quick enough to split your brain
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