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Greyhoundz
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Verse I entrusted my pot of gold to a comrade Though i knew he secretly desired what i had I believed he wouldn't take a brother's take Instead it was The mistake one man had to make
He said For his sake
Chorus She was the hit The flight She was the pit The fight She was the hit Your crime
She was the prize
Verse You found the weakness The illness Had her fall for the lure Had her down the poison that spelled her supposed cure
Had your pawns surround me with all the noise I didn't know i became your game
I didn't know i was only groomed to be the enemy
Chorus She was the hit The flight She was the pit The fight She was the hit Your crime
She was the prize
Bridge You shot your comrade from behind Pointblank Execution style.
Verse We've gone through the narrow Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The roughest of roads She was my gun
We've gone enough distance Stregthening the fold She was my gun
We fought and battled head on The toughest of foes She was my gun
We've done quite enough right to ignite Revolution
You had your own...
Chorus She was the hit The flight She was the pit The fight She was the hit Your crime
She was the prize
Bridge How much cheaper was i sold for to you to be your target?
Who dared who? How much bet did you place on which? Tales or heads? How low did you have to go to prove You could get all that you wanted How high have you staked your soul's price on the market Somebody wants it
Chorus She was the hit The flight She was the pit The fight She was the hit Your crime
She was the prize
Soon the streets will serve you justice with teeth
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