Lyrics:
for now
But instead of hanging my head... I thought I wore you down
It's hard reaching out when I'm stretched too thin
So I talk too much and avoid
you ain't taking shit
Unless you take whats coming with it
Tryna rob me for my money
Got the nuts to come and get it
Caught you sleeping with the 12
hell 'bout the hell I raised (come on)
I don't wanna do shit today
Ridin' around town in my Chevrolet
Shootin' stop signs with my 12 gauge (boom
my dick sucked in broad daylight
Acting bad on the soil acting tough
Break your ass down like 12-gauge Doyle bluff
You know if, ooh, that's what
cock the glock and make room
Shit man i got a 12 guage with the infared scope
I found a tec 9 it use to be a radio
But now i'm a g, psycho, crazy
Fuck
after dark (Murda) (Murda) Killin It just don't stop (Homocidal) The 12 gauge left you up and down But another victim called the D-E-A-D Listen to that
turn it upside down, burn it up
And let it blaze, all i got left is one guage
I slung all the ones that i brung from the gun
Store, i gotta get at least
up
12 gauge sawed off on me guarantee I'll fuck yo lungs up
I just took his soul, I need some more
Ion just want one
Hollow thru yo body rip yo guts up
I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
Flesh:
I'm a empty the clip and dip/ for fuckin' with me you get your wig split/
Remember the silence...
throat s*** I`m outta sight
I like to get my dick sucked in - broad daylight
Acting bad on the soil acting tough
Break your a** down like a 12-gauge
on the lakers, 24-7 paper chases
On the road to riches, highways of B-12s
You don't wanna see a tear drop from my eye
So you better just move homie and walk on by
beauty with a 12-gauge gaze
Got me held like a hostage
And I don't wanna get away
Lord, have mercy on my soul
She's got a round in the chamber
And she's
gauge shotty
You over my body, 12 gauge shotty
Blood all sloppy, you start mopping
Plant it on me, cause you don’t want me
Cause I’m ugly, yeah I’m ugly
The devil's who you're fuckin' with
[Chorus]
Murda, murda, murda, murda
[Layzie]
I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution
A savage of torture
game in a strait jacket
12 gauge
In a shotgun racket
Shinbone, shindig, shimmy for the Shinto
Got to do this all alone
Wait
Better slow it down
pull the 12-gauge out and put your brains where your man be
I'ma give you a reason why you can't stand me
Cuz on the real, you ain't a factor like Marcus
They call me Layzie the Kid
Tha names Powder P
Can I get a 12 guage?
Outlawd everyday
On the front page
Now Mr. Kid
If you give me the lowdown
do
Just hope filled wishes
Pain in my chest when I wake up
Pop me a pill that's prescription drugs
Hits me hard like a 12 gauge slug
Now all this
you want
Everybody lay the fuck down, you know who it is nigga
Ay, what the fuck you doing? Nigga come here nigga
Gun in your motherfucking mouth
Boss Don Biggavel' beanie Sigel, yeah
What you want from me roll the blunt for me
Hold me down, me down
Roll this, slut, for me i'm tryna bone
Me
n****
Lt Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be
Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be serious
would be written 1-0
Get it?
That'd be swell, for multiplying by 12
Hey Little Twelvetoes, I hope you're well
Must be some far-flung planet where
coming
Gonna die in my arms, for what you did to my mother (my mama!)
Hundred dead bitches, (Lord) hundred black coffins (why?)
12 gauge, shotgun, chest
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