Lyrics:
down to the kitchen to get the knife
Invite 'em all in my crib and then take everybody's life
Chop 'em all into pieces, pray to god they heat-less
He
Woman be up in they tub
Exfoliating with hey pom poms
Yellin' go 3000!
I'm in my whatever bumpin' mois
A 100 miles in
Runnin', runnin', runnin',
And, she's coming home
I got a picture of her down by the seashore
Wearing a bikini made of purple velour
Her hair's up like Conway Twitty's pompadour
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another
ain't never got sick
Bitch I even know how many keys your man flip
I'm low down and dirty, but not ashamed
I know all these pussy ass cops by their first
surrounded by vultures
[Babs] So many haters I don't know where to turn
[Babs] And niggaz be starin' us down like we got money to burn
[Ness] First things
in the open I'm surrounded by vultures
[Babs] So many haters I don't know where to turn
[B] And niggaz be starin' us down like we got
this ho, nigga (Slide)
I'm Osama 3 Laden (We gon' ride)
That's on Bubba, nigga
MO-motherfuckin'-3, nigga
Park the vehicle, don't lock the door
There
overtime, and I’m not stallin’
Squad lookin’ like an All Star line, ya’ll out here Lavar Ball-in
Fists up for black lives, I cosign
Yellin’ "Free Palestine"
to the real, down the road of fulfillment
standing ovation, for orations, so delivered, last battle that he had, rappers dash for the door
one super fly, keep it
nigga's yellin' mayday
Payday, soon as the red dots connect
Off that haze and that 'dro, that Cali sticky icky
Strictly 2-1-3, 8-1-8, 3-2-3
3-1-0, we
take it anymore
Ended up in Kilburn by the high road at her grandma's front door
Too afraid to knock at first, then she found it soothing
They said
nigga's pockets
I'm layin' 'em down
(Gimme that) And I ain't stoppin' 'till
You trapped in the safe
Now my base ain't safe so
We could skip three states
Quik nigga
Respect or check it
These Days I'm a little more focused cause y'all cracked the door
And I kicked it open, yellin' get the fuck down or I
I wasn’t black, I didn’t grow up poor
So up yours
Up doors and knock down doors ’til
I get three downed doors
3 Doors Down, "Kryptonite"
Shit, you
popped, by the group home cat
Everybody nervous in the hood, pullin they gats
Fiend yellin out, who got those? go and see
Shorty snot-nosed, he don't floss
down in the pale he need minutes
Told why'all before I kick doors off the hinges
Ain't no cooler and there ain't no Guinness
Money like Barry Blue,
a knot... but I'm down to 9 cents and 9 senses tingling since 9,6 when I was 9...
So it's colorful in my head like 6ix 9ine...
Getting and giving colorful
A wo-wo uh woahhh
A yea-yea uh yeahhh
Check it out
Check it out
Chuck it out uh
1 2
1 2 3 4
All black attire, lay in ya ass in a casket
Get
'cause they riches ain't like my riches
A yo, I'm Murphey Lee the school boy
The civilized jewel boy
I got not one, two, three, four, five, but six
is keep movin' intently
And if I go today, I'll live through C3 and this beat
And if I go today, I'll live through C3 and this beat
And if I go
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
Be like 1 2 3 go
Who knocking at the door
Well I don't know
Better find out
Cause I'll put em on the floor
Tired of games
Just trynna live my life
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