Knoxville, Deathisee

5th Avenue might get it tatted
Right above my ankle
We braced for danger
But ain't nothing dangerous
It's home to us
It's OV to you
We turn the Gunzone to vacation
But we ain't no strangers

You gone hear that hot shit
While you reading the newspaper
3 AM and you can't sleep
Or while you drunk text two favorites
Nigga get off of Magnolia
Weak as hell we ain't claim you
Satan don't mean a damn thing
With his bitch ass, he shaking
Our children pursue they dreams
He froze up like a glacier
RIP to our loved ones who passed on
Or was taken
God spitting that real to us
Don't dodge the LORD
Or His Angel
Listen it's 1:10 and I hear sirens
Do I really, have to say it?



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Writer(s): Khari Dixon
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