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Artiste:
Young Spray
Titre:
Not Guilty
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God forgive me But men they wanna kill me What will be, it will be Go to court, not guilty God forgive me But men they wanna kill me What will be, it will be Go to court, not guilty Say a prayer for me Don't shed a tear for me God's favourite, so you know that he'll be there for me Plus I keep my machine on my dually, near to me In the streets, I move carefully Look, them men don't wanna war me If they did, then they would be looking for me Blud I'm everywhere, dem pussy'oles ain't never there I swear I'm never scared; I got my ting, I'm well prepared They call me the English 2Pac Feds pulled me over cause I'm too black One of my yout has just got a new gat I just looked at him and said "Are you that?" That was wrong and I knew that But if I told him allow the gun ting, he'd be like "Are you mad?"' '"Spray you thought me how to be bad" God forgive me, my conscious make me feel sad God forgive me But men they wanna kill me What will be, it will be Go to court, not guilty God forgive me But men they wanna kill me What will be, it will be Go to court, not guilty You don't know about pain fool My whole life has been painful Tryna see the sun but I see rainfall Remember, looking at my bro like "Not again, Paul"' '"Why is mom's getting her hair pulled?' He's like "Bruv, it's time to get to school." "Fuck these pricks" I said so kill 'em all Plus these sticks will fucking send 'em all God forgive Cray, forgive Morgan Growing up, all we ever wanted was some more guns It's not just soldiers that shoot organs We're some English Dan Gorgans And I know how do you stay AIn't gonna fucking front like it's USA But we dropping bodies just like you, ese Just like you, homeboy; just like you, hombre God forgive me But men they wanna kill me What will be, it will be Go to court, not guilty God forgive me But men they wanna kill me What will be, it will be Go to court, not guilty