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GUN VIOLENCE*
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Meek Mill
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Yeah, this that treacherous nights, Killadelphia type sh*t Hold your Thirty tight, when you go to sleep All we know is gun violence (Gun violence) Go to jail, come back and now your son wildin' (He wildin') Got a price all on his head, don't give a f**k 'bout it (He don't give a f**k) Sittin' on the couch with his grandmamas, smelling like gun powder (f**k that sh*t) Yee, Yee, all we know is gun violence (That's all we know) He just smoked a n***a broad day, ain't give a f**k 'bout it (Hrr) Now it's murder gone to his head, he gettin' a rush 'bout it (He get a rush)
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