Chinatown Wars

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War, we run these streets like a renegade
 Get that gwop, til the rent is paid
 Hunt my prey, in the cavalcade
 Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
 Aiyo, what up homey, it's Toney, revenge is so sweet
 And I move with artillery, roaming the streets
 My guns is ginormous,
 bullets is heatseeking
 Big Brother got the eye on me, I watch how I'm speaking
 And I move like a porn star in charm school
 I stick everything I see, but I only take jewels
 And cash rules, pills and that cocaine powder
 I ain't a man, I'm a killer, obsessed with power
 And revenge, I don't need friends and shiesty activities
 Move alone through the City that they call Liberty
 And trust nobody but my bullets and my shotty
 Carjack a fool twist his limbs like pilates
 Ox
 buck 50 stitch
 I chop 'em up like rice in the kitchen
 It's a bad decision, starting beef with the butcher
 He ain't a bleeder, I pop him son, your man is a gusher
 Fake ass street thugs, either need to ax off, or cough
 Feel 'em, Metal Finger steel drum
 Clean the sidewalk with him
 take it with a shovelful
 Main character, super villain, lovable
 And don a mask like a crown of thorns
 Blow your horn and get pounded out by the boring
 (I take your order) let me get one wing
 Any king that bring this sting for Chung King
 No change, no stranger to gats
 Took notice, what so strange is no cats
 Dogs is wars, dud luck, draw straws
 Fuck the boss, drowned on blood and duck sauce
 Stuck the enemy, a wack deal caper
 fake Fendi
 and stacks of real paper
 Yo, it's a manhunt, my mentality's militia
 If my four-fifth had lips, I'd make it French kiss ya
 Cuz no mission's impossible, I carry my Wu-Tang sword
 On my back, and attack all obstacles
 Burnt down buildings,
 avenging my father's death
 A store for ransom, and snatch your crystal meth
 I pillage, my warpath is unpredictable
 Leave 'em dead on arrival, broke up or critical
 War nine, frying swine to pork grinds
 For trying to walk the fine line, thoughts flying
 Had more fun with a crooked rookie
 Went for his gun, cracked his skull like a fortune cookie
 A mind reader, find out, speak, freaks bow
 With the nine heater, beat feet and smile now
 Ten paces, about face, chase me
 We make it sound crazy than a case of
 M-80's
 

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Duration
03:39
Key
4
Tempo
92 BPM

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