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TOP GUN

Confused and disoriented
Lost and feelin trapped,

Tune it all out

But the sounds of my pistols bustin back,

Fire flies from my hands

Like lightning bugs on the attack,

Spinners penetrate ur guts

And blows holes thru ur back,

U supposed to be a pimp

I dont see no mackin,

All i see is some bitches layin down,

After my twins stopped clackin,

Its all over now

Nothin left but a mess,

What chu expect

When u tried to top the best,

Better luck next time Bitch

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