Gunned Down

Is once again cracker hour, and this mother fucker is about to set this shit off. This is for Punisher who hated my consistant swearing, so fuck off because I see this mother fucker swearing around the boards, man.

Verse 1
When an issue persists you, do you act with haste
fall of your bed for your knees to give waste
getting gunned down in the mouth makes the taste
and the feeling between metal and mouth, differentiate
When you running around with your mouth going off
You better have the balls to stand up to da cop
Never give up, no surrender, die by the gun,
Will not give up hope for a shinnin sun


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Chorus (x2)
All day and every night I run the street
Pacing around the corners, picking up my feet {nigga}
I turn the other corner seeing another pound
Just another nigga unservivin and gunned DOWN!

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Verse 2
This guy right here got C4, bombs, and explosives
Ready to set it off and let shit get furrocious
I walk around my my fists rocked and ready
no need for guns, these stones are heavy
I roll with no clique to protect my back and chest
These niggas run with guns and protective vest
Looking for my eye to get out crooked
Waiting for my turned back, and thas the way I took it

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Chorus (x2)
All day and every night I run the street
Pacing around the corners, picking up my feet {nigga}
I turn the other corner seeing another pound
Just another nigga unservivin and gunned DOWN!
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Verse 3
With my chest on the floor, kissin the street
I been rib wound followed by multiple feet
feeling my left lung divide into my right
no clear end of hurt and hunger was in sight
About 2 in my right cuff, and 1 threw the knee
3 shots total and my body lay of ground meat
the smell of hatred came clean threw my nose
my want of the bullet drawn metal hose

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Chorus (x3 w. fadeout)
All day and every night I run the street
Pacing around the corners, picking up my feet {nigga}
I turn the other corner seeing another pound
Just another nigga unservivin and gunned DOWN!