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(Do you believe in God? `98 nigga)[Sticky Fingaz]I`m from New York nigga, the murder capitalCome in my hood wearin the wrong shit, they might cap youI`m a sinner, I hope God forgive meAt the rate I`m goin now my moms`ll probably out-live meAll my niggas is hardcore criminalsAll I got left is my word and my genitalsI`m on some thug shit till I get crematedMe and Larry Davis probably relatedI hate the judge and can`t stand the copsWanna dump on them pigs till my hands get hotYou wanna KILL ME? I ain`t scared to get smokedI`ll probably die laughin, cuz y`all niggas is jokes WHAT!I wanna wrap my hands around your throat WHAT!I`ll make Ted Bundy look like the popeI show no love cuz I ain`t got no feelingsYou know the routine, reach for the ceilingAnd if not for you, do it for your child`s sake, niggaI`ll get you murdered then come to your wakeI speak in four-letter words, my rhymes is curseNiggas ears gon` bleed when they hear this verseHoldin court in the streets, I ain`t doin a bidI`d rather die, put that on my unborn kidThere`s two ways out the game, death or jailIf there`s a God, then WHY THE FUCK I`M LIVIN IN HELL?ChorusThere`s two ways out the game, death or jailIf there`s a God, then why He got us livin in hell (4x)[X-1]X-1`ll blast five (BLAOW!) through the back of your neckOut your mouth, I`ll bet that`ll straighten you outLive shit is the realest shit of all subjectsAnd I love wreck, put the pressure on any suspectLife tactics is all I spit in my rap shitMost y`all cats is wack and need practiceGet burned to ashes, spit on your casketIt`s mad sick, drastic, it don`t get no harder than thisSqueezin hard for the chipsMore bricks, the larger the wrist but that`s the fun of itEvery car hidden got a gun in it, I`m tryin to get mineGet out and run wit it, kid extort your blockUnorthodox, this is all off the topX-1`ll throw you off the docksAnd I done laid the best to rest over this musicHalf y`all niggas is S-O-S WHATStuck On StupidChorus[Blaze]Slugs I send express, take it to your face and chestDigest gun smoke, don`t provoke finger in triggerBeen love sick, gat throw like uglyMister thug clip, biggest the slugs hitOne of you bugs better maintainI claim you got game, drown you in a lake of octaneNever miss when I cock the four-fifthStain your garments, hit any target>From New York to Cali, I leave you fucked up in a back alleySwell you up and bury your heartShells won`t stop fallin, once they start blocks sparkIt`s trouble, rippin your parts, for your flesh bubbleHell cuddles my life line in this trife timeBust shots, live ninesDrive mines crazy like V-J DayLive life the PJ way, it`s D-DayWhen A & A spraysTravelin, like a heat-seekin javelin Blaze slays rivals when battlinChorus

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