Lyrics:
out
They wanna be touched by the untouchable click
Don't hate participate, yo sing that shit
[Chorus] (2x)
The Birdz and Da Beez are the four things
niggas fuck all these hoes
You fuck up and you can be gone
Whether I'm right or I'm wrong
Bitch I'm a dog let me in your yard I'ma bury my bone
I'm gone
hoes that's 'posed to be yo's
Seein' my haters in a dark alley tormented by mind
Dodgin' the (Tech.. 4x N9ne.. 4x)
Now here's the message
Liberate
Show the beginnin and the end when I'm spittin my verse
Voodoo curse brought back The Horsemen from the grave
Four headless motherfuckers that'll clap
inside a nigga-rigged time machine
Powered by bones of those
Who choose to survive by violent means
Plain sight, or hiding behind the scene
Whose
alley tormented by mind
Dodgin' the (Tech.. 4x N9ne.. 4x)
Now here's the message
Liberate me, Chocolatate'
Take 'em and rock now play
Do the fuck
The name is Krayzie, big bad ass bone,
Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole,
Along with some cash I even took the mayor's daughter,
Now that
Krayzie, big bad ass bone,
Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole,
Along with some cash I even took the mayor's daughter,
Now that there's kidnap, but
This that futuristic shit, bitch
It don't stop, I can't stop
These cats ain't never touched nothing
Ain't never gonna touch nothing
Spend too much
the last customer your next time not like
He knock hard so I copped and took his heart not life
The mother ghetto went in first up, want the crook bone
a tear
But sometimes at night, when the north wind moans
In a long black veil, she cries ov're my bones
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She
niggas cause you know they sad
Four five with me and yo ass get hit like a bat
I dont give a fuck bout these niggas cause these niggas be whack
Hating ass
and I mail the load
No I do not fuck with federals
All these hunnids, and they came in full
Hundred thousand like I sold my soul
Twenty four, yeah I been
Elbows and right hooks for you
We got thrown out by this time my shit is blown out
Pull the phone out acceleration and we bone out
In the zone out beyond
Micheal Jackson seen it
He'd probably would be in shock
A dark-skinned turning down yellow bones is a rock
To the psyche
'Cause women think it's unlikely
bone fragments or remains
Of a man that's
Been slain by one of them things?
Laying way ten feet away from his brain
Holding his kidneys and his hands
outside
If you see all them junkys they really get live
Tinted windows and shit they always ride by
You know its mob ties
I'm really shiesty
And these girls
with a curse you can't say that I'm wrong
Just clocked in tell the bitch leave me lone
Got two bad bitches and one yellow bone
Tag of no names Valentine
back, I'm too busy"
Zero dark thirty four
I'mma clock mine too busy numerology
Called the suicide hotline but
The signal said busy
(seeing the same
chains I could spot biters for acres
Now be gracious, these minstools turn a bully's psycho civil
By dissolving the candy coated image down to the pixels
Bombs away nigga, ya heard me
Look, ya heard me
Look What Nigga
Bow Huh, what
Chea Yeah Yeah
Chea, Chea These niggas
What These niggas What
Chea What
no one to live up to
Keeping my chin up
Through all of these hiccups
To what end again
Through this pen I dispense myself
Fell in love seventeen years
daddy a truck
Setup college funds for those 4 little angels
And everybody else, can get split like a bagel
One, two three. These my Wheezy Vibes
Cuz I
member
Around the compound of 15 soldiers
Lead by four to start off the war
FEE, FI, FO
FUM! I smell the blood like Nosferatu
Inhale invisible death like
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