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I was born in Dorchester in the midst of the torn seventies
 With bad memories, bad habits, and sworn enemies
 Terrifying prospects, baptized in fire
 Black Irish chipped teeth, fast lives and liars
 Cars with fast tires, bitches with no morals
 Money with no questions, caskets with no florals
 Bodies with no headstones, dirt naps and apathy
 I grew up in this, now the worst cats is after me
 Junkies and con artists with the rivals and survivalists
 Eyes emits a deep abyss, I sleep with this connivingness
 No wonder why this virus blister when you ride with us
 We can't rid of all the sickness that's inside of us
 It's just a gun but it feels like it's such a heavy burden
 It's just a song but I feel the need to fit every word in
 It's just some whiskey but I can feel that the Chevy swerving
 Are you ready to die now? You better be certain
 Make moves like Mossad, I'm close to God
 Close to the jackpot though the road is hard
 I'd rather take a bullet to the dome than stop
 So I'mma keep on going till the world is ours
 Make moves like Mossad, I'm close to God
 Close to the jackpot though the road is hard
 I'd rather take a bullet to the dome than stop
 So I'mma keep on going till the world is ours
 Foolish cause problems to? start eons ago
 Shoot on targets and divebomb, we on a roll
 Ski on the snow, try not to sniff yourself off the cliff
 Know the ledge, know who your enemy, be certain who's your friend
 My shooters laugh at things like human trafficking
 And looming anarchy, impending doom, consuming savagary
 But keeping it real goes wrong, it's not funny
 You can get? fuck up like Slick Rick when he shot his cousin
 I seen the worm holes through sherm smoke
 Seen family members burn coke and OD then turn cold
 Secret to surviving is not dying and pop iron
 Stop trying to be something you're not, stop lying
 Death and life are in the power of the tongue
 Watch your mouth, what you say could get you showered with the gun
 Crew spray your soul away, draped in hatred and torture bones brigade like Stacy Peralta
 Make moves like Mossad, I'm close to God
 Close to the jackpot though the road is hard
 I'd rather take a bullet to the dome than stop
 So I'mma keep on going till the world is ours
 Make moves like Mossad, I'm close to God
 Close to the jackpot though the road is hard
 I'd rather take a bullet to the dome than stop
 So I'mma keep on going till the world is ours