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$uicideBoy$

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    [Northside Shorty]
    Hot boy off the north with the tats on his face
    Run, run, run, find a place where you safe
    Far from grace
    In my maze where I play
    Pray on your faith when they claim that they saved
    Laugh in your face
    Trying to jump home boy?
    You might want to refrain
    Keys to the gate
    Talking hell, little bitch, and you ain't gonna escape
    Hold up, jump out with the Glock cocked
    Going non-stop, aim the red dot
    Shoot a motherfucker dead where he laying
    Ain't stopping until the gun lock, huh
    Motherfucker out my box
    Head been knocked by the worst kind
    Gorilla from the 59
    I'm a psycho, check my bloodline

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    [Southside Shorty]
    All of these bitches afraid of me
    And all of these fuckboys, they hate on me
    So just to sum it up
    Basically, I really couldn't give less of a fuck
    I'm from the era of terror
    The product of financial pressure
    Social conformity, religious error
    Mention the devil, they'll fuck off forever
    The new millennium brought nothing better
    I wanna see blood stains on the grill of the Mustang (Mustang)
    Couple pills just to numb the pain (pain)
    Six roads, one way
    Flames arise, burned my eyes
    I'm late for judgement day

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    Composición: Scott Arceneaux Jr. y Aristos Petrou

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