this black bag is too dark to see the zipper...
bitch ass nags shootin hearts to be the mister...
who wanna but can't get to a single place in time...
REWIND!!!
my mind's third eye is focused on the prize...
moving across tha plains like tha sun across the sky...
figure if you wanna bring the gat right back...
but i don't give a fuck if it's loaded n strapped...
cause i wish to be holy so Jesus can know me...
show me tha light like a vision of G-O-D...
death leavin nuthing left but a breath...
then that escapes later til there's nothing left...

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