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Z-Ro f Klondike Kat

Stranger in the Midst

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[Hook - 2x]I`m a stranger in the midst, a starI`m dodging death with every breath, because my world is tornYou hate me now, but see me lay a pistol in my palmIt`s a hustling team, but still we thugging on, my word is born[Z-Ro]They lay me down, lay the pistol in my palm, must thoughtIt was over, when they put two in my back plus put one in my armBut I`m a soldier, ain`t traveling toward no tunnel with no bright lightI kick it with murderers, steady busting gun shotsAnd a kin, of any one of my enemiesDrowning in marijuana, codeine, sherm and hennessyI`m outside of my mind, but I`m not trying to find a way backCause I live by it and die by it, I`m talking about my strap4-4, she be the only lady showing me loveNiggaz get nervous when they see us, cause they know we thugMilitary minded, but I`m trying to mind my ownNiggaz running up on my ride, got me in a friense brandishing my weaponAin`t no second guessing, release first live lifeI`m busting on motherfuckers, and touching they wind pipeI got a bullet up in the chamber, bullet up in the chamberRun nigga run, cause your ass in some danger[Hook - 2x][Klondike Kat]First things first off top, mama raised no foolI was brought up in that South, in the swamps dropping too smoothHustling taking life, it ain`t as triflingNever will get catched dog, and corrupt snatching thisI be just, kicking the game while I`m young andYou should be thinking the same, don`t be dumbA small heart and a soft ass, that an`t gon lastedI`m watching all my niggaz, I grew up before in a casketSome sad shit I seen in myself, pulling reeferBlack history, that was taught by my teacherGo to Pimping Tina next do`, I know she tweakingBut I ain`t know she better hits know, until I be deadYoung nigga what you seeking, outside looking inI`m here on this black top, confused with a flat topThey got dope in the streets, cause the gameI`m a stranger with no name, I`m for the fame my nigga[Hook - 2x][Z-Ro]I`m a stranger, cause I`m a nigga you ain`t seenFace to face with death, bitch nigga you can`t screamBetter cherish this your last breath, cause you done walkedInto an unfed guerilla, nigga now witness your last stepI was creeping, with the sawed offIn a rage bo`guard, blowing niggaz balls offI`m the reaper, touching fellas on madula-oblan-gattaWill I ever regret it, I think nada[Klondike Kat]I got this evil balling up inside, riding with my 4-5And it`ll be in my blood, I hope it`s gon before I dieGrown men we don`t cry, about itJust put our straps up real high, then we walk about itGon be about it till I`m gone, I`m a gator boyKnock the tops off a hater, for that paper boyI`m just a stranger ain`t asking for shit, then ask for lifeBut the Lord gave in, and you know he sha`ll take it away[Hook - 2x]

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