It's a war of the hearts Who's calling the shots To have or to have not It's a war of the hearts (It's a war of the hearts) The fire has got to cease Don't know where to point this thing I've got a bullet to spare I could aim

Yeah I said so, so who drove him? That shit crazy, man Who drove him to the hospital? 'Cause I'm in here trying to make a love song and shit Like I get this bad news I just got the call before I heard the beat They just shot my dog like why it had to be

You gotta love like there's no such thing as a broken heart You can't keep the sunsets from fading, you gotta treat you love like You're jumping off a rope swing maybe 'cause the whole thing is really just a shot in the dark 'Cause you can't keep the

To give you what you need 9 to 5 motherfuckers As we proceed Get live motherfuckers J.M. motherfuckers Get live motherfuckers Get high motherfuckers Ready to die motherfuckers As we proceed (Who shot ya?)

Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast Blind man ask me forgiveness I won't deny myself Disrespect you have given Your suffering's my wealth I feed off pain, force fed to love it And now I swallow whole I'll never live in the past Burn my fist to the

Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace Come on, come on (take money) Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac Nigga, we hit em' up I think y'all gonna like this next song When this song drops, I want all the West

A little buckshot dot on a map it might be Who'd wanna live in this place Who'd wanna suffer the fate Of a life spent pulling a plow through the dirt Who'd wanna put down roots in a blue collar suit We do, and a few of us know what it's worth But it's

These niggas say they heard of me, I ain't heard of you Get the fuck up out my fucking face, 'fore I murder you Bitch niggas always jacking Blood, but I know they fu Whole squad full of fucking killers, I'm a killer too Sending shots, shots, shots,

Play that piano And let us forget who we are Bourbon and whiskey, tequila and scotch Chocolate martinis and Jägerbomb shots Ice cold cerveza replaces a day Takes off the edge and takes us away Play us a song about losing Play us a song about love Play us

Woman hold her head and cry 'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died From a stray bullet Explaining to her was a passerby Who saw the woman cry (cry) How can she work it out Now she knows that the wages of sin is death, yeah! Gift of Jah