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awon & phoniks - rule of the run (phoniks remix) كلمات الأغنية

verse 1: awon
rule of the gun, child soldiers eat the flesh of the young
civil wars in the streets where the weapon is won
similars in some ways to the set that i’m from
get stretched no vest, sh_t is hectic for some
numbed by the purple haze in the belly of beast
no peace toe heats cuz the kylee creeps
that mac black desert keep the cypher complete
n_gga try to violate, knock him off of his feet
sh_t is deep in the hood, blood only divides
like european rule did to african tribes
in two different worlds living parallel lives
i’m fighting for a block but they fighting for pride
it’s an everyday struggle for my n_ggas worldwide
tell authorities it’s an unsolved homicide
cuz inside we still blind concept willie lynch
murdered out block hot and death is the stench

hook
i break you off if you wanna be broken
i guarantee you it’ll be your very last time breathing
close and had it flipping on inches like a motherf_cking acrobatic
take these words home and dig it through
(x2)
verse 2: awon
general but naked mighta ate my third cousin
pillaging in the village going man hunting
the mind of these n_ggas is mad savage
souls of the innocent lives is mad baggage
n_ggas soothe the pain with the promethazine
percocet’s and oxycontin got the homies on lean
while they knotting out they might get gunned down by a teen
whose tryna get a red blood on the head a king
walking obituaries cover our white tees
a kid can have a pack of skittles and nice tea
since we hunted in the streets n_ggas talk that heat
intoxicated inspiration pumping that mobb deep
shout out to group home cuz this flow low that
so much blood in my raps, n_ggas thuggin like that
strapped like bamboo cuz nowadays they don’t scr_p
child soldiers bust caps and make you scavenger snacks

verse 3: dephlow
he assume these kid with a collisional cough
and no religion, he don’t even know a n_gga that soft
in a thirty round clips that he keep on the nightstand
accompany the one inside the gun in his right hand
he five time more likely than a white man
to die from a bullet so why would then he pull it?
live by die by rule of the gunshot
full four thieving the rule of the run stop
everybody’s fun stops soon as the guns c_cked
the hood is all mad ain’t no use in the run block
better stand your ground but don’t stand in my way
hit him up in front of the crib right in the driveway
machine gun sprays the rhythm get him to girate
shower motherf_ckers with shots leave no dry plate
and it’s obvious why we so irate
trayvon martin’s alive whenever i made

- awon phoniks

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