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Down By Law Bullets

and a pouring rain Into the night Bottoms up, you'll feel no pain And there's no turning back tonight There's no turning back tonight We're bullets tonight Loaded bullets

dominoes that falls down What they're really trying to do is shut off Our access to information itself If they can't do it by law They know there's other

tonic and chronic Fuck bionic it's ironic, "Slammin'" niggaz like Onyx Lunatics 'til the day I die, I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics Hmm, I'm goin' down down

scared A bullet goes to his chest, and one to his head He just laid there in silence And all I heard was the siren Paramedics pulled up Followed by a law

Skin ain't Huck Finn but I ain't nigga Jim motherfucker I'm more like Clubba, from the uppercut of the gutter Never kowtow, I won't bow down to the bull

(HOT SHIT!) Chorus: Nelly Hmmmmm I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon) Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT

my head, no lie Sometimes I gotta take a sniff so I can get by, why Don't I get hurt, cause there go my nerves, I got the urge To merge this bullet

inflicted with passionate punishment Specific offers of horrific torture That left crime scenes, that retired law enforcers This ruthlessness knew no bounds, as he beat him down

now my frame of mind, to keep in mind the casualties If that click click quick to trip, bitch it be the tragedy S.P.V. we market thee down for doing what