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Fear of Violence Fill In the Blanks

Stop drop 
gun shot pop 
whoops to late 
hollow point penatrate 
your cranium N===='s.be blastin um 
like the wild wild west 
N===='s.ya don't wanta test 
roll up on ya quick as S=== wit 
Glocks cocked 1 in the chamber 
14 more in the clip 

Go ahead N==== start talkin S=== 
get your dumb A== pistil whipped 
Say what N==== make me squeeze my trigga 
Take your narrow A== and teach ya how ta dance 
wit 2 in the head N==== never had a chance 

Don't act like you got somethin that I won't take 
Get in my way fool end up at your own D=== wake 
I learned to solve my problems wit my fist 
Traded that S=== in for a Smith and Wesson 
now pay attention cause here come the lesson 

A real menace to society 
a product of hypocrisy 
my mind is twisted 
there's no remorse 
I'll stomp the S=== out ya N==== 
leave ya face down in the gutta 
M===== F===== that's par for the course 

so when I roll up on ya.N====.... 
give up the cash 
and don't start talking S=== 
cause your punk A== will get hit 
in a quick minute N==== so come on wit it 

West 55 Philly 
N===='s be ILLY 
make ya sleep wit a lily 
' RIP' above your name like I told ya 
from my hollow point that holed ya 
I be the trip that'll trip ya 
like the LSD someone slipped ya 
I be like the grim reaper 
I'll send ya 6 feet deeper 
ta see the crypt keeper 

rated R for violence
Fear, and violence as a result, but no truth behind the reasons, or thought for the solution

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