Take em out, take em out, bring em out dead
Shine em up, shine em up, shine the bald head
One gun, two gun, three gun, four
Youre, mine, it's all about crime
Onyx! (echoes)
thinkin of takin my own life
might as well,cept they might not sell weed in hell
and thats where im goin cuz the devils inside of me
they make me ride on my own nationality
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