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kane able – god & gunz lyrics

-got my n-gg- mr kane aka stephen king,
black rain putting n-gg-s in a bodysling
-my n-gg- mac the camouflage -ss-ssin
putting n-gg-s in the motherf-cking uhn
-you want some motherf-cking gangsta sh-t n-gg-

verse 1 (kane)

f-ck batman n-gg-s in my hood be robbing
clips and techs stole my soul like the angel of death, drama left my
mama sobbing
f-cking with kane catch embalming fluid in the veins
better off having a ? ? on cocaine cutting your f-cking brain
anger, and keep a round live in the chamber
its clear and present danger
who the b-tch made n-gg- banger
living united states of america bullets break the sound barrier
shook n-gg-s down to d-ck licking when i bury ya

verse 2 (mac)

if it’s my fast life, then hit breaks and slow me down god
cause uptown many dead bodies was found god
on this island that runs along the mississippi river
when aint no need in looking in debt cause he deliver
f-ck strangers, i know n-gg-s who kill family members
your life is unimportant as christmas is to december
and heroin has got n-gg-s on some of them demand sh-t
some loaded mack 11 in the hand sh-t

n-gg-, have you ever seen the face of death
n-gg-, have you ever heard the word of god
these hollow tip bullets be hot like the sun
don’t trust no one but your god and your gun

verse 3 (abel)

b-tch listen to the words of the south poor righteous teacher
im a die with hate in my eyes
smoking some reefer with the grim reaper
cause n-gg-s on my block is ignorant like sasquatch
i cook rhymes and beats like baking soda with rocks
its hysteria when i left your whole block red like ketchup
still running from the popos, but them hoes still can’t catch up
don’t give a f-ck, smoke that sticky til my soul get high
my spirit already dead, waiting for this body to die
cause im a thug, who the f-ck you second guessing
n-gg-s gone learn they f-cking lesson
when my smith and wesson change they facial expression
n-gg-s im blessing check gods creation
mind deep like revelation, murder, hustling my occupation

verse 4 (mac)

affiliation from my nation got n-gg-s pacing from here to russia
stone crusher, i keep crew under pressure
never settle for lesser the have nots running from crab cops
slanging slab rocks to pay the mad locs
and lay me down to sleep with my heat
plus some sneakers on my feet just in case my window locks are weak
peace is cool but therell never be
my mack 11 got you holding more glocks down than heather b

[chorus x2]

verse 5 (abel)

im going out for the paper til it’s time to meet my maker
straight soldier from the cradle to the hands of the undertaker
son i came to glock battle with kerosene oil
so the sh-t don’t jam and murder plans don’t spoil
spirits that read the bible pray to black jesus
necessary for survival so you n-gg-s can’t see us

verse 6 (mac)

when the sun sets im at rest
they got bullets to penetrate through your proof vest
i stress holding peace, slipping let dying my n-gg- el puffing a l
crack sales create clientele in h-ll
street life what we were giving it
living it aint no positive in it
forever ignorant, let us pray lord

- kane able lyrics

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