for his third shot which he will have to play out of a dreadfully muddy lie. He?s sticking with his 7 iron closes the club face a little. He starts his
chance get that close Fuck an advance, 'cause I get that dough Beef with me, enemies come sleep with me for breakfast Guaranteed to eat this toast I'm reckless, fire
, Nicky Nickitine man ectasy'll twist yo spleen tell that to the freak in them jeans, know what I mean It's kind of ironic, make a phone call for the
clock say 7:30 So sudden move and you gon' be left somewhere real dirty, dirty Double R, a camp where it's all champs And if y'all want to stop fire,
move that, more whip whop arriving And my connect from Phoenix, the connect named Phoenix Still keep the iron like my right hand anemic For for the
She ran her ass to the back and started screamin *one shot fired* to the body *two shots fired* to the head *one shot fired* put the barrel in his mouth, makin sure he's dead
already dead, so nah, you can't murder me cause quantities of entities enter me evilly Chorus: repeat 2X [B1] Since I murder for hire, rapid fire's
That's For Midnight Where Are They? There Isn't Much Time MIMI Maybe They're Dressing I Mean What Does One Wear That's Apropos For A Party - That's
to be working That's for midnight Where are they? there isn't much time Maybe they're dressing I mean what does one wear that's Apropos For a party,
All hell is breaking loose Your life lies free For any here to claim You're under a death spell I'll soon see you in hell There's no place left for you
supposed to be working That's for midnight Where are they? There isn't much time MIMI Maybe they're dressing I mean what does one wear thats apropos For
head All of my life been lied to, misled Voices be like, "Don't you wish you was dead?" No ground to place my feet, I feel the fire under me A way out
is dead Crushed by your Prophets of Dread Death-Fire, Mist, Blood and Wine Torn like a rose from the vine So you run to the hills to divine What is left
On the high plain they lost their lives Hundreds were slain Why they died no one knows Their bloodstains will always show for all time Firing,
When they move that, more whip whop arriving And my connect from Phoenix, the connect named Phoenix Still Keep the iron like my right hand anemic For for
now. But my soul must be iron for my fear is naked. I'm naked and fearless. But I'm dead inside. You see.. shit adds up, now I'm dead inside. Hatred,
hood and lie, get left for dead naked in Queens Let them other niggaz wear that, we take the credit While we was shopping for more Nikes and off-whites