EIGHT ONE SEVEN IS WHERE IM FROM Agg town swag come and get ya some You outsiders came in ya thought we were dumb Assassins hit ya quick turn ya body numb We deep in to this concrete hell of a city life Country in our hearts carry pistols and a buck knife Wise from years of struggle tryin to get right Livin life young ridin rockets every damn night We dont ride spinners, We Dont roll out on dubs Country boy livin like we at the country club We ride two wheels too fast Dont get mad when ya get passed Robby and Villain in the shade sittin pool side Waitin on Bruce Bruce he locked up on the inside Crooked Judges, corrupt cops Took him on a traffic stop If this bullshit dont stop these evil men gonna drop This the trumpet of the assassins eight one seven outlaws Go to sleep you eyes stay closed Im sorry but this is what you chose For your sins the black train waits For the life you lived Youll be welcomed Welcomed into ..... HELLS GATES
