Deuce Fuller - We keep shooting lyrics

We keep booing By: Deuce Fuller FT. Jdizzy Deuce Fuller – Driving up the block with a couple friends, dressing in emo clothing ready to fight this is where the battles begins. Live once again with a gun in my hand, dude if you were me here in this place you wouldn't understand. I talk a walk thinking about that night, I k**ed three lives, those guys from State Street who always got high. I'm tired I rap, but those three f*gs don't understand what it's like to have a life so boring in my house that's all I had. k**ing someone made me stronger to my manhood, but I feel I did something wrong something not so good. Calling names to others like what the hell, dude you started you b**h you're the one who spelled. My stories are true about how a kid hurts me and my older brother who hates me, and my mother's boyfriend always drunk rapping this sh** like usually. I say I'm gone I'm dead, but really before that I hit my head, and I thought about what I said. The way I am is just me for god sake, get over it b**hes if you really want to hang with the snitches, well good luck that will get you a sickness, that you can't fix, because when they start to talk, it's like rapping the numbers, I'm over here starving because of hunger. I was uncool in school, but they respect for who I am even if I'm not cool. Eminem was one of my favorite rappers, Devin was my favorite girl and I finally got her Chorus – We keep shooting down all the way; we keep shooting because we have nothing to say. We keep shooting for ourselves, because we all know were going to hell. We keep shooting for our rights, come on b**hes it's time to fight. X2 They call me Deuce, because I talk then shoot. They call my older brother the big D, because he was the big guy in school basically. He played football but I didn't care, he made me do sh** for him and he never shared. My sister was a mean person on some days, and other just gay, it's the same, us five play the same game. Deuce Fuller is back in Kville, still shooting mother f**ers still, taking his pills, rapping out his rapper sk**s, to feel to feel to be k**ed. I k**ed myself from another person somehow; people ask me how I live through this sh** in this bad horrible town. I say I just did and made it to my destiny, because I tired with my anger I tried to be me. I rapped my way up to this point, were I'm sitting outside ready to shoot smoking a joint. My gun ready to speak and my eyes ready to seek, seek for those f*ggots inside who k**ed my life and how, they said I said goodbye, because I rap about how I'm not alive, I was just saying I wasn't bright, you f**en retards, yeah I didn't get far, but I'm pretty smart for a retard. So say it to my face big shot the big D, say it b**h yell it do it you f**en retard do it to me Chorus - We keep shooting down all the way; we keep shooting because we have nothing to say. We keep shooting for ourselves, because we all know were going to hell. We keep shooting for our rights, come on b**hes it's time to fight. X2 I kept my head up to see what I was doing, I was bright as an angle I was rapping I was born to sing. I pa** by like any other gang in the world; I was different, different from the guys and girls. I'm tired of all this bullsh** can you hear me can you, I can say it louder for you to understand what you gunna do, you can't even rap because you stick to girls like glue. Me too but I care about other things too, telling people your cool you're the guy, that should be in their lives. I'm not playing no more, I don't date who*es, stop saying sh** your such a bore, I'll f** you up hardcore, until your heart gets sore, and since you're the big D I'm walking out the door. I stand for myself just me, not for people only me basically Chorus – We keep shooting down all the way; we keep shooting because we have nothing to say. We keep shooting for ourselves, because we all know were going to hell. We keep shooting for our rights, come on b**hes it's time to fight. X4