Been here, going nowhere
Thousands of centuries BC
Studying the arts of war
? soon
You know what I’m saying?
Ancient philosophies
?
Strictly project derelicts
Cursed styles get flipped back
? see authorities
All auxiliary cops ? to his block
When silhouettes get met with force
And profiles unlike the faces of killers
That surface inside the crowd
And limitless potential
Who persevere through years and shot ? tears
Busting off ? have to duck
Save the wise remarks for the masses
And n#gg#s off the ? thousand cracks
Who do stick-ups with innocent b#tches be hitting ?
? opening to readjust discuss ? outburst ?
But the worse comes to worst {?}
I’mma bust non stop ? concerns
Conversating about guns
?
From the first to the last n#gg#s ? to blast
Stepping into a new realm on their #ss
Open up your eyes and ? the world through the criminal eyes
Mindstate and realize n#gg#s is preying the victim for perfection
? up your hands ? direction
? to click ? stop ?
-yeah n#gg# run that shit-
f#ck them all
? in a maze and i’m dazed, confused and ?
Once again the soldiers rise out of the smoke
?
Call O’ Da Wild crusaders never die
?
Ready for battle, life of the assassin
Constant blasting for a piece of the action
Royal soldiers, all shapes, colors and sizes
Keep your eyes on the ?
? government stance to unlicensed slavery ?
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