Bombs going off in Sierra Leone
Taken more shots than Carl Malone 
Battle looms, your doom, injustice entombed 
Who got the diamonds? Who gonna find them? 
Who gonna mines them when the time comes? 
Diamonds and Guns, Diamonds and Guns 

[chorus:] 
it's a wicked world that we live in it's cruel 
and unforgiving 
it's a wicked world that we live in it's cruel 
and unforgiving 

Knock, knock, knock, who's that? It's Momma, son 
Lookin' for the bitch who took
I Know You Hate Me lyrics

I know you hate me bitch
Cause I ain?t rich
And I?m tryin to get mine
Fuckin with my mind
And I know you don?t mind
What?s yours is mine
And what?s mine is mine
Let me do some time
If I find you switch
Then I gotta
 the money and run 
Now the daylight's gone and there's no more fun 
And who's the fuckin' bitch who stole all the heroin? 
Heroin, heroin, it's all gone 
Smoked it all up, and now you got none 
And now you look around and that's not the plan 
This is not what you had in mind 

I shot in heaven, now I cry 
No one lives forever, in fact we all die 
>From those who bust shots to those who stuff cops 
To those who serve rocks on all the hard blocks 

Every last soul must pay the last toll 
I
Part Xi (the Hanging Song) lyrics
 the dice game of life, who gets the last roll? 
Is it the one with the suit? The one with the sack? 
The one who hides behind his fuckin' gun and his badge? 
Negative outlook? Well that's how I'm livin' 
And like he said, it's a wicked world we live in 
It's a wicked world we live in 

I'm wiggin out, flippin' out, heart is what I'm rippin' out 
I'm slippin' out, I'm dippin' out, killin's what I'm livin' out 
Pick 'em, let me pick 'em out, spin and let me whip it out 
Gat to your face wi
Let It Rain lyrics

I have given, I have given and got none
Still I'm driven by something I can't explain
It's not a cross, it is a choice
I cannot help but hear his voice
I only wish that I could listen without shame

Let it rain, le
h the fuckin' bullets stickin' out 
Missin' out, diss and bout, blood's what you're pissin' out 
84 I'm crazy Crazy Horse, shootin' up, I'm illin' out 
Rippin' out, I'm trippin' out, different now, I'm pimpin' out 
any color at my belt and ouch while theyre clippin out 
Criminal I'm hittin' out, in L.A. no gettin' out 
2 1 3, pack your P, fly wicked style 
Listen now, I'm sinnin' out, a 6-pack I'm sippin' out 

[chorus] 

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