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I'm in the zone the zone zone of Al Capone 

Not always right
Right or wrong
Cyclone just might just like the brightest sun
Like the lightest gun, the righteous one, there can only be one
A war has begun to draw blood, sweet street blood
The sweep street blood.  The street needs to fill lungs
it's obvious, that my need to control the markets.  
So I need to mark some targets
With some guns I can rise above the crumbs
and succomm to the numbness of new thumbprints

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I feel powerful anger, an itchy trigger finger
That triggers my pistol anger
There's great power in my pistol
I wished for a fistful at the core of my crystal
Keep it tight with the combination lock pick
They say don't knock it till you shot
shot samples of high calibur hot steel
I'll reveal when the deal is sealed
Take the money and we'll buy some guns
fire power to push my mission on a mission
Make the money and we'll buy more guns
firepower

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