[Verse 1: Mike Dece] Slidin’ out 32, pistol regurgin’ you Taking lives faster than bops that keep hurting you I am not urging you, serve what I’m servin’ to keep my mind straight and my plate full of holy food Shots to your head like I’m Holyfield Pistol beside me, my holy shield All of
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