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Artist:Bizzy Bone
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Album:Heavenc120z Movie
Track:Social Studies
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:6
 
Lyrics:By: bizzy bone
From: heaven'z movie



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 fuck 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.

[chorus]

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 muthafuckin big you dig.

[chorus]

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 muthafuck
G can you
dig.

[chorus]
 
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