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[Hook: Unknown Singer]
Live by the gun, die by the forty (x7)

[Killah Priest]
I see demons in the atmosphere
Gats appears out of nowhere
Blood and crips be thuggin it
Niggas be lovin that shit
Bustin they guns to that shit
Look at shorty over there
On the street corner, packin heat on him
Better warm em, bout to be dead soon
I saw the sign in a red room
Nervous, what抯 our purpose?
So many churches asked the reverend
Do blacks get to go heavens
Pack da gat for Armageddon
Mac-11, know where headin
Selling crack since seven
B.C., L.K., Neatha
From Bushwick to Bed-Stuy
Got my momma on her knees by her bedsides
A man walked in with a suit and a necktie

[Chorus: Unknown Singer]
Falling from heaven in hell, spending our days
Asking for Christ to come, and change our ways
Cold in the night chasing the light
O Father forgive us for what we done to you

[Goldie]
Mind slippin, gotta focus
What you think I was, in and out when I wrote this
Coming from a race of people that抯 hopeless, copeless
Things seem like they never change, it抯 strange man
It抯 like the night brings, pain afflicting my brain
Damn man, trying to maintain, my my my composure
Puffing on dosher, feel like the hearts getting colder
Black P stone solider knows ya, follow ya then fold ya hold ya
Uh, if you chose to bang with me hang
With me do ya thang with me, but I see angels see
Flying through my mind crying doing time

[Judas Maccabee]
Dear Father, forgive me for what I done
Live by the gun die by the gun
Screaming bloody murdah, murder and more murder
Red rum red rum
Monster like Coby
You don抰 know me I抦 a O.G.
You try to pop me I抦 a pop you
Ready to die bitch
Ready to die too

[Chorus]

[Nikki Bonds]
North, South, Midwest, West, East Coast
Wherever I go keep the heat close
Got some .45 slugs make a nigga eat those
If not leave a nigga with some deep holes
Throws his body in a deep hole
Never fuck with no creep hoes
Rose Cartel staring in street show
Find me layed back sitting in a E-420
With 20 grand in the truck, hand on the pump
Ready to dump on any man for a lump
Acting like a bitch, is you a man or a chump?
Many niggas stood in the quicksand and they sunk
Nikki Bonds, Rose Cartel, Killah Priest
Masada rose be the sheik from the Middle East
Swinging a double edge sword trying to stay the beast
Swinging a double edge sword trying to stay the beast

[Chorus]

[Hook x7]

[Unknown Singer]
Father forgive us...
[Hook: Unknown Singer]   Live by the gun, die by the forty (x7)      [Killah Priest]   I see demons in the atmosphere   Gats appears out of nowhere   Blood and crips be thuggin it   Niggas be lovin that shit   Bustin they guns to that shit   Look at shorty over there   On the street corner, packin heat on him   Better warm em, bout to be dead soon   I saw the sign in a red room   Nervous, what抯 our purpose?   So many churches asked the reverend   Do blacks get to go heavens   Pack da gat for Armageddon   Mac-11, know where headin   Selling crack since seven   B.C., L.K., Neatha   From Bushwick to Bed-Stuy   Got my momma on her knees by her bedsides   A man walked in with a suit and a necktie      [Chorus: Unknown Singer]   Falling from heaven in hell, spending our days   Asking for Christ to come, and change our ways   Cold in the night chasing the light   O Father forgive us for what we done to you      [Goldie]   Mind slippin, gotta focus   What you think I was, in and out when I wrote this   Coming from a race of people that抯 hopeless, copeless   Things seem like they never change, it抯 strange man   It抯 like the night brings, pain afflicting my brain   Damn man, trying to maintain, my my my composure   Puffing on dosher, feel like the hearts getting colder   Black P stone solider knows ya, follow ya then fold ya hold ya   Uh, if you chose to bang with me hang   With me do ya thang with me, but I see angels see   Flying through my mind crying doing time      [Judas Maccabee]   Dear Father, forgive me for what I done   Live by the gun die by the gun   Screaming bloody murdah, murder and more murder   Red rum red rum   Monster like Coby   You don抰 know me I抦 a O.G.   You try to pop me I抦 a pop you   Ready to die bitch   Ready to die too      [Chorus]      [Nikki Bonds]   North, South, Midwest, West, East Coast   Wherever I go keep the heat close   Got some .45 slugs make a nigga eat those   If not leave a nigga with some deep holes   Throws his body in a deep hole   Never fuck with no creep hoes   Rose Cartel staring in street show   Find me layed back sitting in a E-420   With 20 grand in the truck, hand on the pump   Ready to dump on any man for a lump   Acting like a bitch, is you a man or a chump?   Many niggas stood in the quicksand and they sunk   Nikki Bonds, Rose Cartel, Killah Priest   Masada rose be the sheik from the Middle East   Swinging a double edge sword trying to stay the beast   Swinging a double edge sword trying to stay the beast      [Chorus]      [Hook x7]      [Unknown Singer]   Father forgive us...