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with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset And right now I'm accompanied by
getting' harassed by the Jake Blasted with eight times five, plus one Lethal deposit, reach for your wallet, they bust guns That's why I trust none
Yo, in my mind I realized can't none of y'all niggas fuck with me She fucked me once, looked me in my eyes and told me, now you stuck with me Death
Some man say it's a psycho ting But them man are fake on a lypo ting Us man are big dargs, them a Michael 'ting Roll by on a cycle ting Man better take
get to kiss her child Father won’t get to see her smile Little hands can you hold on tight You saw death, now it’s in her eyes I don’t want to see you
hinten Denn sie kennt den New York Times-Artikel „Jewish Rapper Takes On Germany's Hip-Hop Scene“ Back from the death wie der Sensenmannrücken Keine
know somewhere my life won't be like this. Pulling out the poison with a kiss on the bottle's lips Sing la da da daa la da da da la da da da la daa
your legs and I kiss your ass good by Soldiers ride, b.a.m soldiers die b.a.m By any means Soldiers end up where they want to be b.a.m By any means
like la, la, la, la From the same city as the B-I-G Wanna serve these bars, gotta see ID Now I'm on their radar, where it beat I be Was a slave for
Sarah told Jackson and he told Emily Wildlife rumors spread Your little false got back to me I wanna hear you say it Tell me will you be the death
out to get the riches Live it to the fullest till we dead and sleeping with the fishes Rolling with my brothers you would think we get a death kiss
If you think that I missed A thing that you said I've been listening in And I'm pissed So this is a kiss of death on your lips If you linger
[Cocking of a gun, followed by gunshot repeated throughout.] Bone thugs-n-harmony. I know you niggas been waitin' for this for a long time. Well, here it
punk, slack up. Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up. One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P [Parrish] What's Up E.D.? Pass
like a chisel in them cave walls A thousand years later, they can break a voicemail When death calls, won't answer to no one Came up in this bitch by
What? Like bitches castin' spells You should drag my soul to hell Bitch I got death notes and broken bones I'll kiss and wish you well If you want me, I
on a shirt momma miss you I just brought all these guns boy I wish you Would try a nigga fist fights I don be there My tooth chip for a reason walking out
Woo bitch Boutta hit ‘chu with another one Sliding out the swamp With a motherfucking tommy gun Poppin’ off at double-crossing Pussy-footing toddlers
and by That should keep you on your toes They got a gun at your head But you ain't necessarily playing their game They can't resist A gypsy's kiss
and by That should keep you on your toes They got a gun at your head But you ain't necessarily playing their game They can't resist A Gypsy's Kiss
at em Feelin' like De La Cruz, Uh, I'm runnin' and slidin' These bitches never just know, I gotta get it by noon, I got the package Me and my team we
You ready to tongue kiss with the blue fo'fo'? What's up fuck nigga say somethin Set your crime, we ready to spray somethin Gun play, how I got
card was played And the devil watched someone get paid For the death of de la Cruz Thirty years ago in the same damn spot The people who ordered
Arabic first name Disturbed by the fame just like Kurt Cobain Breath of life, kiss of death, my lips pursed the same You flirt 'til she came Nothin'
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