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[intro]

man, there go them fake street n-ggas over

there (where? where?)

(that is them) on hunters that’s them (on

hunters that’s them)

ey, we gon’ k!ll them n-ggas (they over there)

hold on, i got you

man, i know what i’m doin’ man

ey, ey roll the window down fool

(-car skirts, gunshot, people screaming in panic-);

[verse]

oh sh-t, what the f-ck happened?
i was just standing in line, hunters start

clapping

(-gunshot-) one in my back and i’m hit

oh god don’t acknowledge it

eyes bloodshot, did blood shoot me?

blood on me, it’s a lot of drips

it suck dog, suck it up, it’s the politics(ticks)

flees(fleas) the scene, f-ck it i gotta dip

run, they still gunning, look back they still

coming

steel coming, hoping i’m still there

life stollen, by needs, ease, breath

(-gunshot-) one in my knees, f-ck, i don’t
need this please

i’m bleeding, don’t wanna look ’cause i’m

scared to die

text my girl saying “goodbye”

text mama, tell her “it’s my time”

breath running out, i feel like i’m wheezin’

feeling salty from this beef but this the season

ricochet (-gunshot-) shot miss (-bullet wizzes past-)

my gut feeling say “keep coming”

what is this feeling inside my gut? (-bullets wizzing past-)

oh they keep coming

sh-t, i’m hit again, f-ck it, just keep running

(-panting heavily-) heart pace is racing
look for a place for me to get stationed

see the train station by washington, f-ck they

still watching me

(-gunshot-) pop my leg, it’s over for sure

i roll to the floor, slide under the buick

this can’t be it(movie), can’t let these f-cking

clowns(pennywise) k!ll me

made me sh-t, hop up wit’ a hole in my leg

holding my leg, tryna limp to the store

i hit the floor though (-gunshot-), oh sh-t my

torso

my shirt tore so i know it’s another (-gunshot, panting-)

breath, blood run down my sleeve

don’t leave me, wait, f-ck it, dolo

blood all on my loc, i’m on for sure though

made a left on a dead end, don’t go bro, it’s a

dead end

i got lead in me, f-ck it, it’s the intersection

(-gunshot-), still hearing these n-ggas

weapons

i got a feeling but losing feeling in my arm

f-ck they come with an army?

take a look in the car then

i remember some of these n-ggas back in

markham

it was sadness back then, we was offering’s(all friends)

grow up and beef often

hood diss, we a feel like arms of a dolphin

running, tryna lose these bloods

f-ck, i’m losing blood

eyes getting low, heart slowing down

get up day, don’t die like this

you can’t tell the hood “bye” like this

run away from these white lights

it’s ironic how bright lights equal night-night

pass out (-deep breath-), wake up in the

paramedics

my ass out with an oxygen mask on

feeling past gone, asking the lord “why am i
holy?”

he replied: “that’s what happened when you ain’t holy”

got hit with 2 4’s, kobe

doctor(jerry buss) get you the staples centre

shots in the chamberlain(wilt), you the tragic

fix these holes(hoes), they need

magic(johnson)

your aids(aids) for all wounds(wombs)

strong as a mountain, know i’m a heal(hill)

another n-gga, the other side tried to k!ll

quill

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