that's sick caught up in the groove Kill the pussy bust a nut and like a vet stick and move Out of that house a quickie I know she got mad Because I killed
to the head double-tap Guns don't kill people, it's just rap Guns don't kill people, rappers do (Summon the police) Woop woop woop Guns don't kill
don't even respect your momma You lil' boyz don't even have tha sense to be a Big Tymer You lil' boyz swear to God it's a game You lil' boyz gotta kill
to be a father. If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie. I read about your Uncle Ronnie,too. I'm sorry. I had a friend kill
, streets unite We rock brighter with dumber beats Yo cats couldn't come this hot if they burst off in the summer heat But get two tapes, kill your birds
quot; This spoiled brat little young saga got a mommy bought my sampler tapes (sole: "i wanna be down") Make sure every one sheet snippet tape
Uhh, yeah, see, this is what these mix tapes is all about Knah'msayin Kay Slay? Talk to the people, with no interruptions and interference Put that mic
them, for they don't know right from wrong The truth will set you free, written down in this song And the song has the Cause of Death written in code
dirty nigga better I'll pop it You was gaspin' for your life, but all I heard was Killa Klan Kaze Bitches think we playin', think this killa shit a
me It's kill or be killed when you beefin' wit B.G. And nothing less than a hundred out the drum clearing the street Yellow tapes and white sheets on
to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself
, like we here to fight you up Man, we hang you from a chandalier and light you up We like free delivery cause we take niggas out Leaving you cracking like daffy with duct tape
me when its coming (no) dont, dont i just want to see if for myself dont breathe, Dont make a sound cause the song wont stop till the tape runs out when
The power of equality Is not yet what it ought to be It fills me up like a hollow tree The power of equality Right or wrong, my song is strong You
something hot at ya Rip your Nautica Saw you backstage and shot at ya And kill subliminally You can go on And spin your group name 25 times in one song
that I must admit that as bad as it gets Someone still believes The sound of American radio's making me feel like I just killed my mom and my dad These pop songs
say Carry on but don't write it down Or you'll be gone Love is just a song today Love is just a song When someone takes the song away You'll seldom