Tonalité : D# minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Can't Understand my city's under siege
F- a- see- e- M- o- be screamin
'cause I mean it
Till these muthafuckas bury me
37- 40 pull dat pistol packin
Gun slangin, bangin southside
Heat bringer, heat slanger
Verse 2
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Head banger, thought re- aranger
The bitch strangler,
a total stranger
In your face with this thing aimed at ya
Your facin danger,
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16 with one up in the chamber
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I'm bout to stain ya,
with this muthafuckin handgun
Verse 3
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And fuck dem laws, dey
got my brother already
Dey can suck my balls,
average nigga have no luck at all
But because I be in my 'Lac
chillin
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They stereotype me, thinkin
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I'm into crack sellin
Verse 4
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Man I'm windy city 2- 20, anybody
chin checker
3rd floor lake grove,
35th in leather gloves
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With the snub nose,
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complex born and raised
And under siege every day
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Interlude 1
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Verse 5
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The definition, of a gaurilla
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He is a killa, robbin for scrilla
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Not your average every- day nigga
The laws at me, better off dead
'cause I ain't happy
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Kill or be killed,
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Id rather go to war before they catch me
Verse 6
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Arrest me,
I told you before I wears vest's
A born legend by the way of .357
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I'm an automatic with static its
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tragic Mr A- l- K- a- p- o- n- e
The last man standing
Verse 7
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Rollin, ridin, slowly slidin
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Creepin up in da corners
where you hoes be hidin
Takin you over in ways
you never even thought of
The city's under siege nigga
don't get caught up
Verse 8
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I'm a 4th ave lake street ridin ass nigga
Still a ? superior executioner
Da bomb M- I- d- w- e- s- t mirage
Da killa wit ?
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(A city under
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siege)
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Ghetto birds hover over southside
Verse 9
Chicago
Ellis park killin fields, gang war rival
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Bigger than the sears tower,
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I was a pain in the smoke
They found his body floatin
the lake shore
Verse 10
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8 holes filled up his body full of hot ones
Shot one, two, three, four,
down like dominoes
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Cop killin columbian 'nect ?
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Split, grown snitch, its over with
Verse 11
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I said a hip- hop, pour a cup of coffee
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And then I sip and stop
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Because we gettin watched
by some new group
New brood mc's walkin
round like you and me
But all they do is listen shit
only a fool'd believe
Verse 12
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275, big fat and nasty, fuck bein classy
I'm straight ghetto,
chuckin beer bottles out da window
Nigga I been broke so I say fuck poppin
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some Don P
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I'm drinkin MD 20- 20
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My city's under siege
Outro 1
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