Lyrics:
always known you're two faced
Oh baby, I`m so sad I have to let you go
Why though, do you really wanna know?
Cause we will fall for each other, and I
distractions give am 2 by 4
AMA gangster yeah for my mulla
Fineboy for dem sugar
I be bad boy from Africa
Hello oo
Ghetto boy , emi trenches nigga
Wa damo to ba
mean
Jesus Christ gave his life for us
Not the homie next to us
Ready to bust
John 15.12
His command
Love each other
The devil wants to kill
Murder one
hitters
Man these niggas be cap they don't post on they bricks
Had to walk on they rip with two glocks on the dip
Got a G43 on the back it's a switch
Try
Lay to rest and see the rhymes that can never speak
I would at least put you in a t-shirt, make you like R.I.P. and no rest in peace
Oh, two
enough, I was scared for my sisters if they ran out luck
I was on my own tryna get money, needa pay bills two jobs ain't funny
Letting go of the place
like 1,2,3, literally
Three bitches didn't agree with me
I'm surrounded by these yes-men, that say "no", if 4 don't comply
They had no candy
California
The West is not near enough wasted nor loathsome
Tarantulas and Janus
Are tugged along by strings and strawmen
Let's murder Lucio and Casey
It's a hidden talent, how we pop out in two Benz deep
It's a dope key, it's a dope car, it got new parts comin' through by tonight or tomorrow
Bloody red
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Mother! Oh my God!
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[Spoken]
Did Norman murder the girl in the Bates Motel? Yes, or No?
To understand
I set up a trap, put your foot to a nap
'Cause I grew up fast on the wrong side of the law
So watch me take two to your jaw
Don't enter my hood,
and loaded
Murder MC's for free with no motive
Hard time relaxin', not used to taxes
Sick Vikings roll with crossbow axes
Bang this bitch plus, who you really
Somebody just like you gonna rape and strangle you?
Would you mutilate yourself?
And who would be so shocked by the brutal murder of a killer?
Will
I'm in the mind state
To escalate, when all rappers participate
It's fate for rap to elevate
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I gotta free my mind (yo as a matter
him
It's all over, Necro's in the grills of all of you
Check it, check it
We gon' do it like this, yo for two-thousand (drop it!)
The best thing
say your not getting enough
I'm being pampered by two sluts with tits
That haven't been tampered with, runnin my tongue rancid
All over nipples your
Don't you ever let no nigga sell you a dream
Know some niggas lost trial on a murder
They tryna get by, I'm just prayin', they wish they was free (yeah,
[Bad Azz]
We confined to these wordly ways, it's unchanging
The money makes, murder the kids, and gangbangin
The stock market crashed, they watchin
before the Feds got him
I'm a gang leader, in a white wife beater
Tattered black flagged up In a two seater
Bitches notice me by the scar, know its me
your murder and
I'm ready to discuss em
You're ready to die? Tell God I said
"Fuck him"
Call me Iron Fist motherfucker I aim hard
Bullets are free throw
at the unbeliever you malevolent
He only half as nice, sacrifice his sentiment
Praise be to God, he defy logical
Put me at the foul line
Take two shots at you
Death
endless floor
So I walk it 'til the end
Am coming back where I began
Then I fall into a dream
Within a dream within a dream
Of the murder from "the silence
You who are fighting the endless war
Told by generals to kill some more
Wake up in the morning, march over the hill
Whatever's inyour way, you've
the Mobb was deep
That hung the Son of Man who died just to bring back the lost sheep
On all streets all peeps naughty by nature
Whether you biggie or small
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