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Paris – Bush Killa Lyrics

30*seconds of Bush news snippets "Ooooh*

look it's, the president Hey! Mr President. "!"Okay

there, he go Easy. easy, don't, lose sight wait, Two
three, and NOW..."!gunshots

*screaming, Here*

I go an, angry brother finna make his move (P Dog) But
can I buck him in the city so I never lose (P? Dog) See
I'm a get him the crowd with a couple heavies (P Dog) And
lay the barrel to the ground hold, the gat steady (P Dog) And
now I'm ready for my adversary talk, is cheap (P Dog) I'm
looking for a way to make a plan and keep it neat (P Dog) And
check it out and make around and pick a rooftop (P Dog) And
get a spot where the view's hot set, up shop (P Dog) Cause
all I wanna see is motherfucking brains hanging (P Dog) Another
level when it's me and Devils gangbanging (P Dog) So
don't be telling me to get the nine violent, spirit (P Dog) Cause
when I'm violent is the only time the devils hear it (P Dog) Rat-tat-tat
goes the gat to his devil's face (P Dog) I
hope he think about how he done us when he lay to waste (P Dog) And
get the feeling of the peeling from the other side From
>guns given to my people from my own kind (P Dog) So
get with Ollie cause I'm probably fin to make you mad (P Dog) I'm
steady waiting for the day I get to see his ass (P Dog) And
give him two from the barrel of a black guerrilla (P Dog) And
that's real from the motherfucking Bush Killa laughing

*"I* understand that time is running out" Now

who is able to make war with the beast It?
starts with "P" Trumpets
sound when I push the program And
set my sight on a serpent man Swinging
the sword of the righteous Make
devils drop and they just can't spite this Genocide
and the minds of men make Brothers
like me fill up with hate I
smell a skunk in the air Cause
your program still ain't fair So
who you wanna blame for the Hate That Hate Made When?
P let off and pigs get sprayed Y'all
wanna kill off the black man But?
I know your master plan So
we'll see who stops the black guerrilla P
Dog the Bush Killa It's

P Dog the Bush Killa Tolerance

is getting thinner Cause
Iraq never called me "nigger" So
what I wanna go off and fight a war for You?
best believe I got your draft card So
bad to hate somebody else But
much worse to hate yourself Victim
to the mentacide of the double-wide Most
black folks be made to die Keeping
'em on and on Keeping
ya on and on Now
my brother down south said "Fuck the Police" I'm
saying "No Justice No, Peace" So
why'd you stick 'em like that Cause?
everybody want to get the black But
we'll see who stop the black guerrilla P
Dog the Bush Killa "He's

been shot ""The!president is dead" Yeah

it's, P Dog the Bush Killa "Nodbody

move just, stay where you are" So

where's he at I?
just might wait for his motherfucking ass on a rooftop next tour Bucking
stone cause I'm known to play for keeps Lay
low to the flow and keep it neat And
send his ass home belly up Should've
listened to the facts that the black's been telling ya It's
no suprise that a brother's got wise Now
rat-tat-tat-tat it's, an eye for an eye Now
I'm in it got, to die before we see That
motherfuckers don't give a damn for you or me So
wear a vest on your chest and the rest stand still For
P Dog the Bush Killa
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