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Souls of Mischief - Secret Service lyrics
Intro talkin'] [A Plus] Yeah I clean my weapon four times a day and with the devil that's yes the world's mine to slay I sipped wine with Jay Hoover I can make you a murder victim say some nigga don't ____ and licked em a third(?) of income that I get is enough to never sweat and not forget dem dirty niggas I snuffed yeah you can figure your tough then coons(?) be livin' trife with they civil rights I got two meters in my pistol sights you try to look and think you most hard I got the coastguard it coasts cause folks guard with my flame-thrower you're lame, you're the slave hold up, I got a brain for ya be proposed the slave told ya totin' glocks with laser scopes watch the slayer folks watch for my cops {with major doe} forget your chest cause I'm bustin your chest gettin' checks and medals sayin' Agent Plus is the best {yeah} I do bribes, some people front and say no they can play though not like them ____ in Sarajevo I got a family but I'm still that mean I gotta feel that green Agent Massey, how'd you kill that king [Tajai] I did it slickly put a knife in his kidney and sent him to bliss made it look like some terrorists the heir to his throne eight years old I left his backbone out for that I get the phat gold so the Cadillac's on once I get back home but there's the mobile(?) plus a fax with my target profile yo, I blow up a church if I gotta orders from the top it don't stop til I gotcha {yeah} and when I do best believe ya through cause we do not take prisoners in the good old U S of A too much red tape to mess eh plus the press say what they want to now-a-days I'm gettin' medals for smart bombin' ghettos 7 figure payroll give ya queens and a halo we run things, so lay low keep it ____ those... attempts to uprise we'll blow ya spot sky high and bury ya cause the lessa, you're the merrier comin' soon a new shopping mall if you don't bear with the program cold and callous, no mam women, or child will say why cause we the wildest {Chorus} The got the FBI, CIA, ATF, DEA, big guns for pay yeah, plus them armed forces and them fools don't play and the coppers that you see everyday {Chorus} The got the FBI, CIA, ATF, DEA, big guns for pay yeah, plus them armed forces and them fools don't play and the coppers that you see everyday |
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