Tom: A minor•
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Police wonder, when will it all end?
How many more children will collapse
and die in a hail of gunfire?
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And how many more little ones
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will witness and learn?
It's the
Mr.
Unholy
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Sinister
Man, I'm
Mervy
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Niggas talkin' jobs and
Jeff
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When it's the
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Prime
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Minister, grand dragon body baggin'
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The 4 -4 max still got
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Niggas on the bandwagon
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For the unforgiving,
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these dead flowers ain't living
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Psycho like no other motherfucker, so
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Go outside your cranium
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dome with the chrome
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I'm sick of all these suckers,
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my mind spinning in swirls
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Impregnate your body with slugs
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Therapeutic,
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they connected when bullets ejected
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They concluded it wasn't
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expected for my ass to shoot it
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I'm a son of a gun,
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I swallow bullets for fun
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My daddy with a gun,
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powder shit, call me holotip
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Little slug hate, life living ain't no love
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I ain't no heart in my body
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So I'm quick to pull the shot of
John
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Gotti
And murder your body foul
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Stack a body pile
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Mama, I murdered your child
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in the midnight hours
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Smoking no dead flowers, my
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Glock stays so hot
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It's a bit fire in the red beam
Michael
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Myers, retire
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Your life just expired, I'm repossessing
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Got caught with intent to deliv
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er a drug possession
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I'm playing true confessions
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I'm evil with the steel
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I shoot the cone and let him
know I'm gone
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Psychotic, real life product
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We play for keeps, symptoms,
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Murder your ass in your sleep
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No therapy, so I'm out to
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Mental migraine still gon' lock
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So now I'm out to destroy any
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nigga who wanna annoy me
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Cause I'm down with dead boy
Carbon copy ass motherfuckin'
ass niggas
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Back the fuck up bitches
Yeah, I'm comin' through this bitch
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Yeah, what up, nig gas
I got this motherfuckin'
F#m
steel dick for your ass
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I don't really wanna feel like I feel but to still
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be calling my name and it's a shame
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Bloody butcher knife still
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Mental flashbacks of how
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Niggas be smiling in my face
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Even though they know
and gun grabbin'
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U -N -H -O -L -Y
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Toe tag to body bag, your momma cry
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Born into this life,
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no escapes from player hates
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Down to stack papers,
Norman
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Bates
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Real life, real life, yellin',
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Steel talkin', broken
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English, and drug sellin'
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Oak choppin', hip hoppin',
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Money and power,
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pissin' on dead flowers and
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There are more flowers than there
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is apparently room at the altar
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There are more questions than
In the service, the priest urged the
parents to find their comfort in
God, because all
those many questions have no answers.
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