Correction Lyrics The Solution by INK #86

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You know some of the best friends of England have tried to find a solution to bring the north and the south together , but we can stand here today and say , we know a solution that works

You man are not driller
Jun Tzu come through like a white gorilla
Come through like a viking killer
You'll not get realer
It's the shotgun kid I'm Samson
Yeah ..............
Get cooked like a Sunday dinner st Patrick
He a backpack sinner
Whack that trigger and Popeye
Pop off your eye when I pop my spinach
You're not ready for the pillagе
Cause I'll burn your image and I'll burn your gimmicks
Burn your Bridges and I'll burn your villagе
Just bring up the bow and I'll kill em
This is real life rawness it ain't no film like lawless
Yeah I'm really gonna drill em
You're not nearly a villain I'm a hero
I'll drill a new hole right into your earhole
You're all weirdos
I'll drop off your corpse on the pier though
Right after your bank account hit zero
I'm the real life Irishman out here no Robert deniro
Just gimme the loot I'll go clear though
No fear so
Just give me the gat and I'll clear show
I'll empty the building
And walk through Like a Hitman sent here to kill them
I'll end every man in sight no women no children
No, no women no kids
Headshots only , lick em off no body no ribs
Blow your wig off , off then I dip
Pyrex , Pyrex bowl , whipping that murder
Man got workers gripping them burners
Petrol bomb man hit em and burn em
One phone call that's serious waps
Hit em with a one like serious black
Yeah man'd get got for gear or crack
Is that your man ink yeah ciaráns back
North face trackie blacked out with Bally glidin
All of your gang there hiding
Jump out the ride with two man doing
Blow up his block with semtex
Have all of his gang there jumping fences
Hop out of beamers hop out of benzes
Man's in the greenhouse cropping Sensei
Pull up with a wap make him eat that smoke
Scope and beam yeah beam and scope
86 gang got your team on rope
Too weak in the trap on beans and toast
Gleaming sh*t man's seeing ghosts
Keys of coke
Pistol whip em
Jump off the bike make the pistol hit em
Back on the thing and vanish
Into the darkness
Hooded and cloaked
Know the whole road there man covered in smoke
Stab him in the throat make him bubble and choke
See that nose it's covered in coke
Not coming back cause I dug that hole
All blacked out when I took his soul
Pull up with a wap
Hit em and toast him
Put him in the back
Dump him in the ocean
All of your gang there
Get the show in motion
Catch your man when he getting his social
Bow
Some of the best friends of England have tried to find a solution to bring the north and the south together
We know a solution that works
And that's Jun Tzu and Ink

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