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    BIZZY BONE

    Heaven'z Movie 1998 ©

    Social Studios

    I don't spread no strong message of violence nobody silence me
    quiet gun shots start riots so do children fry them little boys
    don't try it kill'em don't put it on crossroads put it on your
    lost
    S and f**k the world those little girls in jonesboro died all
    alone down in arkansas woods little mitchell strapped up with
    ammo do they know really what he's thinkin and the plan is
    plotted out
    And morbid be gang bangers hang on corners smokin perfecto's and
    I often search for profit but I ain't killed nobody stop it put
    it on petro 7th sign voted for deathrow and the death note read
    b
    E baby debbie tell me did he die crazy baby let's go to the
    parents to the preacher to the pastor and I ain't no marilyn
    manson I'm a rapper thugologist in the rapture I wouldn't chance
    it I got
    Dren myself and I watch their well being demons seep under me
    breathin see me help me and I ain't dreamin and I ain't dreamin
    and I ain't dreamin.



    I stand in front of the congress with these runaway slaves of
    justice blame it on bone thug music and abusive fo fathers
    don't touch it when I was twelve I slept in buckets reminisce
    juvy back
    Lumbus in cleveland I'm poppin these niggas at 14 and I loved it
    adrenaline rush for the get back gang war 99th niggas fred ward
    americas most wanted I'm haunted by sinister niggas that paid
    for
    Mr. mitchell johnson you's a grown man with no soul fry him at
    15 years old and heaven will rain down and unload fold with the
    murder mo murder mo the devil will hear you moan heard him go
    heard
    Go little mitchell dead and gone from the mob boss bb gambini
    nina ross in the crossroads die off little demon off those and
    assistant distant fry but they was kids right nigga these boyz
    is kil
    Hat'll split you wig and of course they should die as if they
    were muthaf**kin big you dig.



    I don't blame the babies it's the lawyers but I'm royal legally
    unfoil little mitchell listenin to this serpent uncoil pay
    attention boy member and eye for an eye go on and kill and you
    soon wi
    E give up the ghost give up the ghost fry fry these are the
    signs of the times passin us by suspected of felony keep tellin
    me they wanted me dead or alive heaven will move me right fo sho
    movin
    Eaven'z movie literal ku ku kids in the burbs shootin for the
    youth for the world is so absurd blurry o critical thoughts of
    my fury with tongues of double edge swords surely have faith in
    God b
    M worried lookin at the lions in the crossroads hit 'em up with
    my crossbow glory to jesus I love my mob break 'em off dawg
    lethally injected he's just a kid aw he should die like he's
    muthaf**k
    G can you dig...........

    1998 ©


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