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  2. Trip to London
2009-07-18

Trip to London

[fiend] He never really saw the bullet coming, no type of instinct for running I wish he would have came with me to london I never knocked his hustle, I was the one that gave him muscle And showed him how to make a missle and snap a bone tissue Red covered the floors, only by the doors Incase the d.e.a. got a drug sweep tour To feed the kanine, look, I keep one on your waistline A few thoughts if they really wanna chase mine Why they wanna replace mine, chance with the killer when I chase mine I wear bullet proof transform, leave a number on who made mine Smoking that gray pine, they save mine I had to seek it, now I'm one of the ones that can speak it [mo b. d**k] Yeah you didn't want to listen the first time nigga warned ya. But now nigga bring that pain to your a*s now. Look where you at, look where you at now nigga. What? [kage] Bitch, you bitch. The game's survival, follow motto of fiend's eleven hollows And if I woes my rivals, represent the cash to austin powers Toss a towel, it's the arrival of the most powerful shots sprayed Like your ex girlfriends, and goes, finger f**kin gun and ammos Lay a centerfold who they feel like congo f**k a knife when we jump out the bronco With the four fours, uptown desperado Hit you with a roy jones combo, this ain't a boat load To your afro, murder you, come to your funeral Buck and peel low, it's a new time, here's the intro f**k with fiend, you die, lose your vitals [o'dell] You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running I wish you would have came with me to london You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running I wish you would have came to london You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running I wish you would have came with me to london You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running I wish you would have came to london