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One Man Army S O S

S.O.S. In A State Of Emergency The Situations And The Prying Eyes Looking At Me Is There No Where I Could Go? Somewhere You Couldn't See S.O.S. In

s.o.s. in a state of emergency the situations and the prying eyes looking at me is there no where i could go? somewhere you couldn't see s.o.s. in a

an O But what you really ain't know they airborne for stardom With the ball in the gardens, stand tall, no dodgin' No matter the squadron, lieutenant or sargeant Air Force, the army

now you know it's my occupation The jackin's in progress; it's a critical operation The object is murder I'm the number one assassin, it's Layzie Bone

man, and Murphy Lee ain't dumb, man 'Cuz if the shoe is on the shelf you should have some, man You can not sit up and tell me that you have none, man

should have some man (Big boy) you can not sit up and tell me that you have none man (Big boy) you may not have three or four but you got one man (big

as a child rapist facin' Life or trifle, Henny has made me in waitin' they gon' lock me up under the basement I'm a one man army, marine and navy you

'all I love that man, yo He was a good man Man it's crazy Sometimes I wonder if there is a god Why the f-ck he take the wrong one? I wonder that sh-t

goons Inside a hundred thousand dollar whip, follow Army shit, nigga, camouflage, guerrilla shit, nigga You know what it is, man, yo, Lex, talk, yeah Where ya man at? Let's