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Chasing Victory Fiends

I am the cunning prince of thieves. I am the nagging bite of teeth. I am the tightest skirt unraveling And the kiss upon you cheek. Most lies, can put

dangerous man I?m not a king of the world But I?m a king of the streets I guess I?m good as dead Well I am the pharmacist I am the dirty fiend I?ve got

Wait! Near the fire, Take another breath, let the beat get a little higher. Wait! Near the fire, take another breath, just take another breath. Oh you

Freeze the Frame where I take the blame. I'll make you love me if It's all I do. I've got the keys to your heart, and I'm coming inside. You're never

Weighed down like vultures circling the dead. Pulling apart and embracing the life in the depths of this man. Pulling teeth with sharpened beaks from

up for the victory Y'all know it's compton 4 life, ain't no killin' me Chorus: (x2) For years we've been accustomed to serves the fiends On the streets

kamikaze in tongue. Automatic gunfire makin all my enemies run. Who should I call when I'm shot and bleedin. Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream. Dope got me hatin fiends

for what you know Locked in the hands of thugs Is money and sellin drugs Fiends get cracked up But kids need their hands on love Picture my sorrow raw, I never chased

kamikaze in tongue. Automatic gunfire makin all my enemies run. Who should I call when I'm shot and bleedin. Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream. Dope got me hatin fiends