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    Trilogy

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    (feat. Prodigal Sunn (Prodical))
    [Beretta 9]
    Eh yo
    Dead smacked, the middle of war
    One gun, one clip, one man and fan of some shit
    Eh yo, its deep, mad slugs comin at me
    Should I say, "Fuck it"?
    Kick the bucket, get out this duck shit
    Knowin in my mind that its not my time
    I live 3 sides back, coward? Nah, I got 9
    Should I flip the clip? Should I run for the whip?
    Should I go for the kill? Should I make it a skit?
    I took a breather, caught my wind
    Bust 2 shots, spend dough, damn, lost one Timb, man, fuck it!
    Shot once more and again, 5 left, shits real
    I fell out, bustin my 10
    Shook it off, jumped up, kid, just my luck
    Another gum mister posted up right by the truck
    Where the snitchin? I gave him all 5 then I grabbed his gun
    This cat forgot about the safety (How could you look to be that dumb?)
    Laughin, ready for blastin, hype click chess llam man
    One nigga left and Im ready to ask him
    "What did you think? What the fuck did you drink?"
    Shot touchin him slow, than I made an escape
    [Chorus: Beretta 9]
    Its like, for real kid, livin the life, its like trilogy
    Part 1, part 2, 3, I guess its meant to be
    Cuz thats the way it be, forever will I be
    Wise to the fact that its all real
    [Prodical]
    I used to chill with Shaquille and Talil, ill out in Brownsville
    Robbin everythin walkin and breathin up in Cypress Hill
    Skillful criminals kept automatics and gadgets
    And any tragic, day and night, they ran havoc
    Caught up in the wombs of Brooklyn
    Its dusty, cold blooded, the block flooded
    Jay robbin niggas for their budget
    Him and his son, on the run, sellin jums and guns
    Havin fun, becomin well known for packin chrome
    In 86, shackin up with this bitch
    Him and his click, 1 and 6, stackin cheddar like bricks
    But as time flew, they caught a soldier on the Avenue
    Eternal revenues lead Jakes to Langston Hughes
    Raped his moms lab, they got the tab and wheres that crab
    nigga Jab? Send a scab to wrath there, he ate a bloodbath
    They found his corpse up in B-Boy Projects
    No objects, no suspects, broken neck with a holey vest
    Another case of homicide, unsolved
    He shouldve known to never get involved with the brawl
    He lost it all
    [Chorus]
    [ Trilogy Lyrics ]
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