theres a girl in this world who kills for the thrills, she keeps it real and loves a good fight,
and as for the fam and her homies she's keepin it tight.
sometimes people come and talk some shit about the fam and she ties them up and fucks their skull with her mutha fuckin hand,
She'll have a basket for their casket so you can watch them rot in hell.
when your're ready to come and play just come on over any day,
It's not like we care, shit come over and we can start the over game
Living life you have to fight, to keep the soul that makes you whole,
and when you lose it then you bruse the one that spys on you like a mole.
try to kill me if you dare because you know that lifes a snare,
a snare set up to trap illusions.
What people do when they see delusions.
they over react, and claim others responsible for their actstions,
and when they are convicted of a felony crime all they do is sit and cry while being frisked by the swine.
How much of this life is real, and how much can you really feel?
Life to me is dead and hopeless, but I still live it because I'm awesome,
I know all you do is judge because thats the way you were taught,
people can't accept us for who we are even though we helped win half the wars that were fought.
From gang wars to real wars they don't understand we're the ones that will lend a hand.
they say they hate us because of the paint we wear, it tends to give the little kids a scare. but like i've said before before all this war people only fear what they cant understand
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