Whee-hee-hee-hee!
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  Desperado. Can't help it. I just can't let it ride
  wanted dead or alive.
  Desperado. Gunsmoke makes me strive.
  Bogus way of life.
    Who the hero? Who the villian?
  When I'm sterrin down the block
  fools wanna try why
  fly what they ridin'
  on the tip of a rider slidin'
  somebody gotta die
  on the frontier.
  Cruisin' but watchin' for a hit
  cause the hood be on
  shoot em up
  everytime I look around
  something goin' down buck buck
  somebody got popped
  stop drop
  hollow point tips hard to dodge
  when you lookin' down your enemies barrel
  you wish your apparel was camaflouge
  booyaw what you gone do now
  I got my crew pal
  and weese wrangla's
  what I got in my chamber
  will rearrange ya
  goddang ya
  will hang ya
  death wish wanna play
  under lasy under lay
  can't help it when I spray
  break out if you stay
  you're gonna pay in a bogus way
  I'll blow your skull hollow
  now if you follow
  that's your choice and you're
  gonna feel sorrow
  death hard to swallow
  you rodent
  here todasy gone tomorrow
  shouldn't fuck wit a...
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    In the streets it's a game
  niggas try to get a name
  but ah,
  I don't fuck with em
  when I hit em with the shit to make em wanna
  squash it,
  watch it.
  Ride off through the valley
  leave em in the alley.
  Stankin' bitch who gone trick
  no witnesses
  I rush the vic
  two times in the shit.
  I laid em, miss
  he was acting like he had something
  I got pissed.
  No whif.
  A nigga said that he was at you
  what you gone do
  strap up black hoody up and
  bit the dust
  a hard head make a soft ass,
  so I'm gone blast.
  Watch a motherfucker last.
  Shoot it
  don't baby food it
  you got something nigga
  you'd better use it.
  Threatning a nigga with a gun
  it aint fun
  you caught one.
  Three off from the back
  gotta blow my guns
  woo-woo
  with a glock
  make your ass stop.
  Attack again
  won't come back again
  fuckin' him up like a bitch.
  Bustin' at him quick
  reachin' for your shit
  try to get away from me
  you getting hit
  you dig.
  Better move your kids
  I'm at this nigga
  and I don't wanna do it,
  but I'm wanted
  so fuck it
  I'm ready to drop em
  shit
  I got em.
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    Who can help but to be scandalous
  cloned a vandalist
  but aint havin' shit.
  Boom. Buck. Buck.
  Who's next to get fucked up.
  Chump
  gotta lot of rowdy niggas
  wannt get your body stunk.
  Steppin' in the middle of a motherfuckin' blizzard
  where niggas are livin' and copin'
  and rooftop scopin'
  at ass
  too fast
  sufferin' succotash.
  Quicker to bust and blast
  take em up off the map.
  Now you wonder why it's on
  it's on,
  cause a motherfucker didn't play like that.
  Start the shit
  the Conflict we attack right away.
  To be exact
  now you wanna squash it.
  Uh-uh
  it's a rumble
  only way we gone end it
  when you on your back
  kick off and ripped off
  til shit aint attached.
  Itch through the dirt
  like a bitch bad with crabs.
  Yee-Haw, Yee-Haw
  Desperado rollin' out
  I'm wanted for millions
  for hanging up scabs.
  Take that
  bust off cannon then haul ass.
  Bogus way of life.
  But life get the last laugh
  no chance to glance and dance.
  Shit in your pants
  your leavin' the land
  hit your whole clan
  with they guns in they hand.
  Mission is finished
  and victory flawless.
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    Gunsmoke from the Chi
  never with a crew
  and it's Flict and die.
  Gotta' put em up
  put yo hands up right now
  clap
  I'ma snap
  react and serve my pack
  or punch a punk dumb
  here I come
  with the Flict
  renegade and raw dope'll split
  heads.
  Come equip or get rip with
  lead
  never dis
  dat strap so what's next
  we can get down
  rumble or tuggle around
  what you got
  you gotta give it your all right now
  pal
  or get piled with pow
  you foul
  we buckwild
  get on up you got one false move.
  It's Chi for now
  we down to change the rules.
  Buddy done got his nutty split
  sent off a bit
  now he got some conflict
  got a thousand grams of mac
  Wildstylian with Hiddian the Yak.
  What else you need to justify trials of the Flict
  cause the Flcit'll straight kick it off
  somethin' proper dopper know you can't stop a
  poppin'.
  Steady mobbin' straight up knockin' you noggin.
  Tell me what you got, I'm starvin'
  bring it on nigga
  you trigger happy
  I'ma desperado.
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