I wouldn't go, now I'm in the cold Parking garage with her hands on my soul Oh, no, I'm going home Her vicious lips feel like a razor blade poem Razor
the pain in my eyes Playa playa play the game ya die I do a buck eighty five in the rain in the ride Eatin hot from the flame of the nine No stranger
: I see the candle light burning in your eyes, flareing up my eyes in flames On this pitch-black summer night... of passion and pain The razor caressed
from the back, bitch can't hold her pants up Once for my cock, twice for my block, I got it locked like handcuffs Pacer got a razor, get you and your
, so stand back, I spit shine, get mine and rip rhyme and make my career take a incline, I'm strick with knives, straight with razors, good with grenades
: Speed of life fast it's like walkin' barefoot over broken glass It's like jumpin' rope on a razor blade All lightning quick decisions are made Lifestyle
Sheisty mic device got my hand-piece throbbin Slice mics precise on down to ice carvings [Chorus x2] [Verse Two: Inspector Deck] Yo I set the mic in flames
out, face the crowd and piss off stage [Billy Danze] Uh, uh, uh I'm from the G side of thangs (OHH) where we ride and bang With a heat dat'll flame,
: All eyes were staring you floated through the room. Armed with your razor smile cutting to the bone. My voice fell useless you flashed a quick "Hello
king will come Wait 'til you gone in place of a angel appear to take you home The beard on the face is gone These bullets is straight razors, blazin you
White swords of blinding razor light Blast round the earth Validating with immortal strength Courage of the brave From the aftermath of dust and flames
The underdogs of rap, back to claim this, the fact remain we're heartless and painless, it's dangerous to strangers that try to change us, knowin we're anxious to flame
stand back I spit shine, get mine and rip rhyme and make my career take an in climb I'm strict with knives, straight with razors Good with grenades and
go!) Take a breath and explode like bullets Tearing through the wind Cut me up with a razor blade Then try to separate the skin Now when the White flames
bestowed my enemies. Down! Open wide the skies from the throne of God I fall. A yearning for pleasure a quest for pain, a handful of razors I find. Beginning
mon let's get back to the basics one last time before you die. Can someone pass me another glass of gasoline? I can't wait until I breathe flames that
Get Strange, Pull Up The Snatch And Hit The Gas Pass Round The Joint, Im Passed The Point Of Redemption, Reject The Stress And Slice The Vega With A Razor
