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[Intro]
I needed this technique to hit a man from like change
(No-No, No Days Off, No Days Off, No Days Off)
Waitin', waitin', sat here wastin' my time, just waitin'
In the car parked outside of the station but came with two yutes older than me
I used to like when they tell man stories about all the highs and lows of the street
Who rose? Who fell? Who goes to jail? Who don't and is free?

[Chorus]
Did you ever hear the story 'bout Leon?
I said "Leon?", they said "Leon"
He was from the flats that the jack kids be on
Before the cats thеre had the crack to fiend on
Thеy say on the street he a phenom
When he squeeze dons it's phenomenal
Make a change off a name like a hitman
And will hit man if it's reasonable

[Verse 1]
They all have the same reason to call
Oh, what a big misfortune if blank ceases to breathe anymore
Mac on the mantel, teeth in the drawer
If you ask him, he'll call it his callin'
Course he's the one that's receiving the call
If a price on your head in the mornin'
Call money up like there's Ps on the wall
When the payment is set, just need a name and address
A couple pictures never hurt
Man wanna be certain he aimin' correct
A scar on his arm and the nape of the neck
And a big one goin' along the torso
From when the boys tried snake him in west
That calass got repaid in flesh

[Chorus]
Did you ever hear the story 'bout Leon?
I said "Leon?", they said "Leon"
He was from the flats that the jack kids be on
Before the cats there had the crack to fiend on
They say on the street he a phenom
When he squeeze dons it's phenomenal
Make a change off a name like a hitman
And will hit man if it's reasonable

[Verse 2]
Logic and reason one thing he prees, every man's got a code
Never hit children or women
And don't bring tings to your humble abode
He caught most of his bodies alone
Bodies in storage, bodies at home
Feds on the mission to catch man slippin'
By time they sniffin' along, man's ghost
Bro who do you suppose I could go to and talk 'bout a small little problem
My problems on Princess Road by the junction
My hunch is he holds, so don't hold any punches
Hold what? Hold where?
Man flung on the all black Airs
Take out a man in his bando and end up wrappin' up all that's theirs

[Verse 3]
He come back one evenin', ain't even get 'round to put keys in the door
The ding of the lift when it came to the fifth sent a shiver the kid ain't feelin' before
"What, did they finally found my location?"
"Okay then, mans waitin'"
Donny gradually opened the door, heard the voice say
"Don't move mate, you're goin' to the station"
He always knew one day they would come
Would go out amazin', blazin' his gun
He reached for the piece that he kept on the landin'
But mans wasn't playin', and layed him with one
When the fed tried radio it in, man ran for the first window that was open
He couldn't survive that fall, are you jokin'?
But when he looked out, there was nobody posted

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