ATF by DMX

Got me on the run
Uh, uh

Boom, boom, boom open the door, ATF
To late to send my girl downstairs to say, he left
To the basement, go through the replacement door
Come up in my neighbor's yard wit' a taste for war

You know I laced the four wit' the hallows
I crack the safe, got the bottles
Whatchu want me to do?
Beep Carlos

Two houses over by the tall black fence
I keep the hoop tie parked for situations like this
There go a Priest, yo, get in, you drive
What the fuck you doin' nigga?
Tryin' to stay alive

Cops on every corner, I lay back and try to cruise by
Who the fuck could'a snitched? Must'a been a new guy
Damn, in back on our ass
Put your foot back on the gas, step on it fast

Tryin' to pull up on the side but I'm packin' to blast
Tryin' to take the niggaz heads off, fuck crackin' the glass
Hey, look out, damn, came so close, you almost hit that bitch
Like you said nigga, almost

Shit, the cops hit her and I know they ain't gon' leave her
Go up here, make this left, pull it over, take a breather
Drop it on the floor, boom

Got it through the door, peddle to the floor, an office line
Death is in the air, and I don't know if it's mine
But I know if it's time, it'll be what it is
And all I can think of is what about my kids

Shit, they on the corner, hit the sidewalk, quick
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 more clips
Hit the fire hydrant, get low for the shootout
Run through the fire, pull a gun from my boot out

Caught me in the shoulder, the neck, the ear
Goin' out fast and the last thing I hear is
Boom, boom, boom open the door, ATF

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