17. God Extentions 2-0 Vs 18.Papa Smurf 2-0

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  1. Nebz

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    you won't have to weez. my gf is at work tomorrow so i can waste time online. thanks for keeping it though. pce.
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    NAX Bring the Pain.

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    g'luck p.smurf.

    a stray bullet, no matter how they pull it.
    i still remain though it, loaded & cocked - i spray bullets.
    without a thought process in mind,
    i stay within a straight line.
    and re-define the lives of woman & mankind,
    no children are safe either,
    ripping through wife-beaters ... im quite regal.
    the way pawns & rooks egnite evil.
    despite people claimin' i shot ya,
    lets find out whos the real mobster.
    cuz crime got-cha.

    day 1, i lay awake on the shelf,
    between weed-stems & wealth, i remain in better health.
    the barrel is significant - we have some slight differences,
    but when the triggers pulled ... we conjoin in swift instances.
    for instance its,
    3 in the morning, owner yawning counting his funds.
    not knowing that his life'll be done,
    outside noises make him weary of danger,
    cuz when 2 guns collide, its more then perfect strangers.
    his fingertips are moist & the sweat from his brow,
    lets me feel his anxiety - much more then he allows.
    my owner is decietful, the stranger is calm & peaceful,
    is this beginning of the end ?
    or just a seperate sequel ...
    i see that i'm no equal, red dots detect his fate,
    before i get a chance to bark my owner feels the eighth.

    day 2, emotionless. upon a women's chest,
    i feel her heartbeat, the wounds & the subtleness.
    the drama unfolds, my owner is hiding his face,
    i can't retrace the steps but somehow i've found my place.
    screams and crys as i wave into the air,
    finding people are scared as im brandished unaware.
    my owner asks for dividends,
    he's not one to be into friends,
    a voice from outside just pretends that maybe we can make amends.
    but then again - we've gotten this far, so why stop?
    maybe i'll be unloaded into many crooked cops.
    this is my role in life, death dealer or sacrifice,
    either way today someone will surely pay the price.
    my owner w/ his blood or he'll take the bank teller,
    a calm sunday morning has turned to helter skelter.
    i felt the sweat again, but before i could blink,
    a shot rang through the air, he felt his chest & he sinked.

    day 3, a drug bust & a lust for angel dust,
    criminals abound & i have no-one to trust.
    the briefcase stacked w/ hunds, a whole room filled in guns,
    but somehow i feel alone within my owners gums.
    he double-crossed the wrong one & now my work is all done,
    they all run,
    except for one man who's not at all stunned.
    face to face with the supplier, feeling un-inspired,
    selling blow to catching lethal blows, seemingly retired.
    and as the shot rang out i felt alive, released man,
    falling down i discharged on the badge of a policeman.

    take it in blood.
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