Songtexte:
Anybody Killa Close Call

[Anybody Killa: ] Right Place, Right Time, Close Call, What Does It Matta? Clean get away keeping my dirty pockets fatter Smooth operation plans well

drop top flyin nigga (Listening to wind blow) [Krayzie Bone:] Killin them niggaz witta automatic weapon When they step up they get hit up wit the AK-47 Anybody

sweep her off her feet cause I'm her knight in shinin armor And I'll have your FUCKIN HEAD if anybody tries to harm her (kill yo' ass) Gotta teach her

can make your bedrock She got that good, good, she Michael Jackson Bad I'm attracted to her for her attractive ass And now we murderers because we kill

gangsters We put this on the, soul of our born As we hold the Quran, Kamikaze style Older cats coachin' us on, yo it's kill or be killed Understand,

i-i can make bed rock i-i-i-i can make your bedrock she got that that good good shes michael bad and i attracted her with her attracted ass and now we murderers because we kill

backseat suckin? 'em off Cee-Lo, stay close dogg, we ain't tryin to lose ?em (Alright) Only thing on my dome is what I'm gon' do to 'em He killed Keith

around acting strange, like a man in a daze (Get the mic on, I don't know what happened, son (I just lost my mind, son) People talking to me and calling

your grind on I got that new F-N, call it that faggot nigga gun Couple of hollow tips make you faggot niggaz run Crack pull up, everybody clear out Anybody