Ain’t Going Out

[Verse 1: CRUCIFIX]
Coming out the slums it’s the hoodlum
Swinging the hatchet and all you bums
Some middle-fingers to the sky (the sky)
A call for God, for the OG about to fly (fly), but can't crow
Steady scheming on a dream that's seeking meaning
While I'm leaning like a dirty politician on a demon Clinton
If you talking then you bullshitting
And rappers slept on Dirty Dan he was spitting
My wallet tell ya I'm a bad mufucka (mufucka)
I be the man by his spirit I don't see this color
I just do what I do I don't play boy (boy)
And you, you a different hue, you a Playboy (boy)
I came up believing, knee is deep in the bleeding to keep 'em they bop us
The culture many for more than me breathing I'm seeing this to sin to kill a man
But for you mumble rappers God might undеrstand

[Chorus: Demi Demaree & Bukshot]
We ain't going out like that
We ain't going out likе that
We ain't going out
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We ain't going out

[Verse 2: Bukshot]
I done told you I'm not the one, Kingpin
Run up on you with a gun
Make 'em bleed, I'm here to take bets
Collect debts and I'm here to make threats
Took a break now I'm back on the block
Loyal to the mob and I can't be bought
Leave no trace so I can't be caught
You can never take a gain back we fought
Hands covered in mud
You can never hide a face splattered in blood
Did my dirt, made my own plugs
Don't forget a face when they show no love
Before I confess my sins
Give a little lesson I call revenge
On this journey we've come to the end
Bring pain and I'm not yo friend

[Chorus: Demi Demaree & Bukshot]
We ain't going out like that
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We ain't going out

[Verse 3: Turncoat Dirty]
Murder murder murder, kill kill kill
I ain't going out until the last drop spill
Blood on my hands and flesh in my grill
Ask the last guy that try to test my will
They wanna see me panic in dramatic kind of fashion
But I just got a habit of erratic manic slashing
Eyes on the prize be the last one to fall
Listen to their cries, heathens got 'em all
Fucking with a monster, just made a mistake
It's been a little minute since the last time I ate
Charging like a bull when they open the gate
Naw, I ain't ever full so I'm licking the plate
So many think I'm playing when I'm saying "Don't try me"
And I just say a prayer and that these haters wanna fight me
I'm feeling irritated, go on scratch the itch
But I ain't going out like a bitch, bitch

[Chorus: Demi Demaree & Bukshot]
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