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reggie bonds - body count pt. 1 lyrics

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(beginning)
uh!
as we enter the chain of command!
im just a man with my pride and my d-ck in my hand!
calculate carmas constant confusion!
i see the numbers on the board!
and they square like aerobics!

(bridge)
laws of attraction!
mastermind!
mental marking most modern madness!
i seen pain everyday was a tragic!
i gave my blood sweat and tears!
lived in darkness relapsing! (x3) third time screwed! (scream between the third one)

(verse 1)
i seen cold nights and bl–dy days millions lost in ways!
murder rate the numbers rising iike the price of yay!
floating focus to cop ferrari’s and drop gems a garvey!
but never met marcus shawty 12 but 20 walking
these 48 laws concurred by a chose few!
7 pounds 3 ounces he was born to shoot!
momma broke so i learn to hoop thinking i find a way out!
got sick of cl-ssrooms so started writing my day out!
n-ggas wack or they played out!
hating with only two intentions it’s either hate until they stop you or you lose some interest
got 20 two’s could battle like 20 fools with 20 different verses that can capture 22 views!
i sit in darkness distant discomfort could only think and wonder when i sit and write these verses can they hear my hunger!
the jails packed!
40 acres we don’t need a mule!
we just need a tool!
sky is grey we need some clues!
he get locked up!
innocent bodies pop up!
a triple homicide with 30 bullets they shot up!
leaving let’s say 20 left figures it was a 50 clip!
1 was in the head 30 bullets paint a bl–dy pic!
dam!!
this some sh-t bl–dy sh-t!
unsolved!
because the weapon vacant!
8:30 he was stop for traffic violation!
failing to yield!
now he got at least two options!
the trunked stuff with some clues to a few bodies!
he make a run or just sit and take the consequence!
i write like common since they say i lack some common sense!
he pray to christ or allah which ever one a answer!
the cop ask for registration once i.d was handed!
(cop in the back talking)
he said you know you “failed to yield” at the sign son!
and you was going 50 this a 35 zone!
he asked if he could step out and put his hands up!
life or death the times up!
grabbed the heat and fired one!



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