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Stroke 9 Keeper Of The Keys

dust Are you a believer, tell me how could you leave her? When the story's getting good, the plot is getting deeper You lied behind your kiss when you said she was the keeper

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne] If you you see thunda From a gun this is somethin that'll get the heat on ya when she's under the sheets on the beautiful sleep

an shit I trained myself for combatBust back as I react On every attack so niggaz keep your mouths closed And eyes open My trigger finger itching to be stroking

I trained myself for combatbust back as I react On every attack so niggaz keep your mouths closed And eyes open My trigger finger itching to be stroking

I'm the reason there's no time to reach for that weapon And reason why Niggas promise keep on steppin' Xzibit ready to scrap Like Mike Tyson with his license back 9

call it Oak Can't be broke, selling coke Fat ropes, shattered hopes Fresh cars and all that dope Baseheads keep the trade alive Nobody know about a 9

: (feat. Scarface) [Tech N9ne:] If you you see thunda From a gun this is somethin that'll get the heat on ya When she's under the sheets on the beautiful