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letra de crossfire bystanders - wildelux

1st verse

stay on your toes
when you stroll foot patrol
eyes open ears listening when gunshots explode
disturbed the inner peace of the fabric of the night
not knowing will strike down your life
your soul was heist
from your outer sh-ll framework, cold left bleeding
a stay struck your chest that’s cutting short your breathing
your fam is bereaving
from the barrel left steaming
gone from the world due to reckless human beings
trooping through life without meaning
a crossfire shootout, thе worst sh-t to be in
joints swishing past your frame lodged in thе walls
ricocheting off of metal echoing through the halls
it’s putting fear in the elders
stay low break the f-ck out and look for shelter
cuz n-ggas, aiming the biscuit is off point
ain’t watching the background, when they blast off the joint

2nd verse

n-ggas ain’t wrap too tight, shooting up the whole sh-t
going rambo, off the handle emptying clips
through the playground where the young ones always gather
and young guns, for them, it don’t matter
a reckless attitude
let the semiautomatic ooze
blasted in the back, yo! black that’s bad news
cuz usually the victim ends up being a minor
a valuable life shattered like expensive china
the fierceness with projectiles piercing sh-t
the target for the time them hollows rarely hit
instead them hot leads rocked to bed some old lady
or some pregnant mother, expecting a new baby
a life tookin out from a u-wop or a tre 80
and n-ggas chuck the biscuit in an alley that stays shady
cuz n-ggas, aiming the biscuit is off point
ain’t watching the background, when they blast off the joint

3rd verse

it usually starts from an ice glare
escalate to sh-t-talking a lot of tension in the air
you can cut it with a knife they bl!ck on sight far and near
having bystanders running for safety lost in fear
stay out of the clear or you’re clapped on the pavement
or struck by a riddle one and dazed in amazement
this be the handbook for the ultimate survival
or a paramedic ride it’s hostile dead on arrival
the melting pot cooker
the block shook up
from the shot pushers and glock busters
pop your top by the bushes
cuz two can play the game but there’s a lot caught in the middle
cuz when it rains it pours b it never drizzles
property damage but a life ain’t coming back
and a loved one overreacts to that
cuz these n-ggas, aiming the biscuit is off point
ain’t watching the background, when they blast off the joint

- wildelux

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