text: Here is a quick look at the use of guns in the last twenty-four hours. Three police officers shot and wounded in the space of an hour last night. A man was shot in broad daylight—and subsequently seen walking away from the scene..
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  Point, point, point me a tone right
  Point me a tone right dead at ya dome, fool
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  Point me a tone right
  Point me a tone right dead at ya dome, fool
  Point me a tone
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  Murder, murder on my mind
  $uicidal all the time
  They just stay blinded by the sight of blood thats drippin down my eyes
  Point, point, point, me a tone
  Shoot me a bitch til the clip go click
  Heard that youre tippin police and shit
  Rat motherfuckers, I aint got love for em
  Internet thugs talkin all over the forum
  Bitch, I hate everybody, I aint here to make friends
  Shade throwin on Twitter like well never meet again
  See you in the flesh, and your tone change up
  Yung Christ, I can never-ever be touched
  $carecrow stick talk, triggers, I clutch
  Hoes all around me want their clit to be touched
  Aint learned yet that Id rather do drugs, hoe
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  Point me a tone right dead at ya dome, fool
  Point me a tone right
  Point me a tone right
  Point me a tone right dead at ya dome, fool
  Point, point, point me a tone right
  Yung Plague got a one-way ticket
  Some say he the young flame, with the gunplay on a Sunday
  Make a fuckin pussy boy stand in the blood rain
  Ruby levitate, another gun bang
  Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
  Pull up the with the motherfuckin AK, boy
  Pull up like its motherfucking game day, boy
  Shoot em with the pistol, shoot em point blank, boy, yuh
  Uzi fucking fire like a gun range, boy
  Cum stains on your dumb dame, boy, ayy
  Yung Plague was a dead boy, ayy
  No shame in the blunt, aye, dont be scared, boy, ayy
  Just let me choke in the flames
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  Point me a tone right dead at ya dome, fool
  Point me a tone right dead at ya dome, fool
  Point me a tone right
  Point, point, point me a tone right
  Welcome to the motherfuckin genocide
  Bloody murder run through my fucking mind
  Grey clouds surround when we take a life
  Last thing you taste is my fucking knife
  Pointing me a tone aiming straight at ya dome
  Shine through the dark
  Now there’s nothing but the chrome
  Cut ya body up, and I throw it in a hole
  AK strapped never trying to fuck with the boys
  G-G59
  Don’t try to cross the line
  Fucking with the killers Ima have to make your soul mine
  Fucking with the murderers, I’ll have you breathing no more
  Ruby stay strapped with an all black .44
  Scrim with the K he don’t give a fuck ‘bout a hoe
  Point me a tone right dead at ya dome, fool
  Point me a tone right dead at ya dome, fool
  Point me a tone right dead at ya dome, fool
  Point, point, point me a tone right