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[Aceyalone:] You can lock your door from the thief, never the liar I got a firm belief, fight fire with fire When there's one too many chiefs, all the indians conspire And somebody gotta go so I can take it higher Cause I'm a live wire, underneath the radar State of the art parts, Darth Black Vader Quicker than a shotgun blast on the trader Baddest motherfucker both sides the equator Ready and available, heavily equipped Steadily my boat rock, but it never flip I'm heavy hand on the plan tryin to get a grip Permanent underdog, it's all in the script My bars went way up, ego went through the roof I swallowed the truth right along with my pride I died and came back again, buildin up my stack again When the world tries to back you in, then you've gots to ride Lone vigilante, bounty hunter nomad Boba Fett, no regrets, everything load-ed My mind is the only thing heavy when I tote it The one to go down with the last bridge and you know that Head barely on straight, my heart's in the right place Still workin on my masterpiece, plannin for the great escape Get a load of me, look at how I'm takin shape And I'm so far ahead of the game, make no mistake Last of the Mohicans, a reverand deacon Letras de cancionesMinister Maximillion speakin, heat seakin I'd rather leave your mind open than to leave it leakin Aceyalone-wolf, forever and a weekend The Goddess said she loved me, angels said they had my back How the hell could I lose, I accept my fate and that was that Jumped off a moving train to do my thang on the track Stopped in the heat of the moment, for the impact From Letras Mania