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Song title: Dead Prez - The Pistol

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We aint tryin to hear shit for what? (cash money)
We whole world operating off a (cash money)
To all my niggas with a whole lotta (cash money)
Watch yo back money

You couldnt neva understand how my mind tick
Im on some old school crime shit
When niggas sold twos to keep the dimes lit
Aint no rules when these iron shots are stoned dun
This heat burn through your flesh, stright to the bones
I reach for the buddha cess and zone
I probably have a future of stress, stay depressed and be alone
But as far as the present time its on
I represent mine til I return to the s and said Im dead and gone
Nobody wanna be broke and you neither
Put me on the cona, watch me catch a quick case of cream fever
If you be poppin shit my niggas wont believe ya
Probably punch you in the face and take ya wallet when we see ya
But son it gets deeper
Im runnin with a click thats bein hunted by the grim reaper
To all my peoples in the man keeper
Letcha situation be a teacher
Aint nothin like a education
When I was locked down I learned about patience and dedication
And not to say shit, unless you need a motherfuckin face lift
And as a youth I was a outcast
Runnin around with pellot guns playin war but now its all about cash

Chorus:

Im caught up, caught up in a mix of shit
And I aint tryin to hear shit til my got cash to get
Blast you with the pistol
If I have to, in my mind its all about cash in a fistfull
Im caught up in a mix of shit
And I aint tryin to hear shit til my got cash to get
Splash you with the pistol
If I have to, in my mind its all about cash in a fistfull

Up late night and upset, and fed up
Niggas comin up wet, Im dead up
Fuck tryin to your head up
And when it go down, word bond we gotta get up
Too many locked down upstate, son its a set up
My life has sped up, many years Im straight up
Plenty bears for who aint here and those who ate up
Test and get sprayed up in the club
We couldnt run it so we take the blade up in the booth
Since we couldnt shoot
We heat it up, losin the shirt, showin the bare chest
Im blessed, puffin the skunk make me care less
The best that you can do is duck my fuckin crew
If the slugs dont getcha, lord jll jig ya
Actin artificial youll get burnt my the pistol
Before its done, even my gunsll turn to missles
Dont have to blow the whistle on you
cuz everybody knows you
Watch yourself around borderline pyschos
Who know my people gotta hold a mint
Or they aint worth a cent
How can you represent, if you cant pay the rent
And leave a dent in my life time, Im caught up in trife crime
In fights you neva know what you might find
We stand firm meanwhile cuz niggas that seem wild
Be buckin blanks, if they were men they wouldnt fuck with pranks
I leave them niggas alone and stay home
Unitl it cool down as they remember how my tool sound

Chorus

We aint tryin to hear shit for what? (cash money)
We whole world operating off a (cash money)
To all my niggas with a whole lotta (cash money)
Watch yo back money

Yeah, we up on what we dealing with
We aint no criminals
We got the right to have gats
As long as the army, navy, air force, marines got gats
We gon hold heat, knamsayin?
cuz our army gotta represent for us
Word up
Aiyyo, maintain (yeah)
Set that shit son

Forever keeping my shit cocked for drama
Stainless steal, shit is for real
The way these rats is known to squeal, makin sour deals
Thugs up in to mix with these drugs, caught up in the humble
Bricks and paper by the bundle how the bronx humble
? ? ? devils get deaded, never regret it, only known to set it
Stealin existence obviuosly ya jetted
Speak the desest, I see the pyramid and eagle
Back of the dollar bill, ill decitful, we consider leathal
God fallin, niggas be ballin, guzzlin alcoholics
Two drinks, too many is like whitey infulltrating your fortress
This is on, we bout to form, best prepare for the storm
Yall funny niggas quick to ring the alarm
Bomb fell, now a nation is gel
We had to dwell for four hundred or more
The lord had the right just livin poor
Resurrectin the true and livin back the power
Devils getiin devoured, niggas heard the God holla

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