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    Yeah this song is dedicated in memory of mister terell alfago davis
    Mister davis was gunned down at the hands of two richmond county
    Sheriff's department officers down here in augusta, georgia
    My nigga i'ma tell y'all just like this
    Them motherfuckers thank they some God damn bullies
    But until we get wit they ass they gone continue to bully us around
    And now all my niggaz done gone above the law

    All my niggaz above the law
    All my niggaz above the law

    Why the fuck these niggaz fuckin with us, we ain't do nothin
    All these pussy motherfuckers, they just be bustin
    I gets the cussin the fuck, 'cause i, I gives a fuck
    And then they lock a nigga up, disorderly conduct
    And my luck ain't even left yet they done stuck my niggaz up
    Guess they didn't know that we didn't give a fuck
    Yeah above the law, yuck my dope off in my jaw
    Soon as I saw em
    My so-called nigga fronted, but I would throw em
    Out like three strikes, so tight he claim to be
    While laughin in my face this nigga was framin me
    I guess he didn't see kd and greg watchin
    On the roof trippin on three, my niggaz poppin
    Droppin like bad habits while smokin a sack of cabbage
    Pass the fuckin kid, sevem shots to his wig
    Nigga see what you did and you brought it on yourself
    Don't ever try to stop no hustlers wealth
    You fuckin chump, jump and get yo' ass stopped (we ain't playin)
    The motherfuckin crime scene, we ain't stayin
    Relayin, what happened at nine o'clock
    By twelve we gettin blowed off at the spot
    We chop the remyiits v.s. to o.p.
    Very soon opportunities are plenty
    Fools trippin drankin on some bull, fill up my cup
    Get the thankin bout them phony bitches, that stood me up
    Test my luck, but I was never lucky
    It took some triple gold d's for them hoes to fuck me
    So fuck them, braves hat with the crooked brim
    I know I'm blessed as I'm dodgin them fuckin narc's
    Nowhere to rest
    That bullet proof vest protect they chest, not they head
    One shot to them bastards temple, them niggaz dead
    It was said I'm a lunitic
    But I'll be damned if I put up wit some stupid shit
    'cause I'm above the law


    One of my partners got caught with half a key
    Since them crackers knew we was friends they askin me
    Like I know, askin me the place to go to get this blow
    And makin all kind of threats, like I'm gon' show
    The flashlight gave a glow all in face
    They askin me about this dope or catch a case
    They askin me about the place, I can't remember
    Me and him ain't made no moves since last december
    Then I tucked a gram in my timberland boot
    Went the tieing up my shit, told em don't shoot
    A group of these motherfuckers, aproachin swiftly
    Hands on they fuckin gun, as if they really
    Was bout to take a nigga off, didn't look good
    Then I thought about the shit, and knocked on wood
    Now would they find this dope hidden off in my shoe
    And if they did find the shit, what would they do
    I knew that I was fucked up no where to run
    All I saw was was walter waitin,four "0" one
    A richmond county jail, ahh hell naw
    Just that quick that my niggaz gone have that y'all
    We bustin at all coppers, fuck what ya heard
    And up the mini 14 and mouths burn, last word
    I thank they stem, and couldn't finish
    When I said above the law my nigga I meant it
    Above the law


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